Saturday, May 28, 2011

It only hurts when I don't laugh, But I laugh anyways

Is in a relationship with himself
But it’s complicated

Was told there were plenty of fish in the ocean
But when I found them
There was a nuclear reactor near by
An oil spill
And a hurricane, My oh my

Then my own space was flooded
With “hey baby” “You are sexy”
And then I got type 3 sugar diabetes
From the sugary hell, The logics that smelled
And here you have a crackhead rendition
Of Adam and Eve

Now I am going “yahoo”
And the succubuses with phantom crushes
Have been sharpening their teeth
From here but now there
And a partridge and a pair tree
Money to them tends to grow on disease

It’s all funny to me
Mad but in a good way
I need to be entertained
So this just does that
In my time of need

Laughing on
A chariot of my own
Made of funny bones
And hope and dreams
Glees & my eventual lead

Now I’m out of this mad world
Will be back soon
Awaiting silver tongues
With rusty spoons
Dancing the night away

I’m not tall dark and handsome
But short real and sweet
But you can eat me up
Because I am nutritious
And part of a balanced breakfast

No I have not gone mad
I feel happy as I could ever be