diligent ramblings of my disorderly thoughts |
I had a third thought Worth thinking, And the room is all gone black. My nuts are being Pinched and gnawed on By rabid donkeys, And there is no Room in the Inn For me. Fuck the screaming bastards Who fucked me first!! They shall all Pay dearly for their Insolence!!! Chili Fries are good with Cheese And if I keep thinking thoughts like These I'll freakin' crack I'll lose my mind And scream like Seven pregnant hamsters. Hell, it's not as bad As you might think . I could have chose The color pink But my ear cannot see How I hear the songs I don't sing When I'm eating Chili Cheese Fries On Sunday. I know it's true The letter Q Makes sense to me When I can see It's clever clang and useful flitter When my heart Is all a twitter. My boss likes me To do my job, And never smirk And never bitch. But one day soon I'll moon the loon, And finally get To scratch that itch. I never cuss. I never swear I'm concerned Because I truely care About the things That do not matter, Like Leprechauns And pancake batter. So let me rest In my introspection. And growl In your General Direction. |