I live inside my head
I never get out of bed
Why should I get up?
Life is nothing but crud
Crud? Is that a word?
Or just a turd?
Turn on the heat
Get me something to eat!
Don't just gape
You stupid ape!
Bring me a beer
Right over here
Go grab your girl
Give her a twirl
You need her to
Show you how to
Figure out this mess
And get ME to Texas
Before all hell breaks loose
And I lose my caboose
Bring me a beer
Right over here
And maybe
What will be will be
Dec.2020
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