All I see
Are black stars
Against a white sky,
My world upside down
And inverted,
All my dreams diverted
No water left to drown,
Didn't get my piece of pie
Broke all the jars
In this nightmare I couldn't flee,
Jell-O; yellow; Ello!
No one to wave at below,
All that's cool
Is the frozen pool,
My moustache is on fire
And I'm not in need dire,
The taco sauce
Burned me like a boss,
Mixed in coffee
And a monster
Topped it black and green
All this can't be unseen
Faster faster, come on stir
I'm egged on with glee,
Down the chute
This was not astute,
I want to be a big old tire;
I really meant Bengal tiger,
I hope in time I wake
Before all the wax
Melts on the cake
Whoops too late; I need ex-lax...
(02/22/2012)
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