Extra Extra. (Laugh all about It.)
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Make way folks, make way.
Old Man coming through!
Today he is an infant.
Tomorrow dead at 32!
Extra...extra.
Laugh all about it!
(no one here will weep
for you .)
Clean up the Airwaves,
and Go Green;
Mother Nature needs
you for the Global Army.
So get those blood-stained
teddy bears in the mail
before the Holidays!
(this year Peta sent a
mutilated chicken to
put beneath My "Holiday"
Tree.)
Pay no attention to the
Bobble-Heads dancing
in front of the curtain.
They're put there to
transmit a sub-sonic
pulse of pure bullshit
so your eyes no longer
see the horror of it all.
And The one who looks
like a Mutant Pez-Dispenser
is kinda hot!
( in a way which rivals every
mans conception of the Perfect
Blow Up Doll.)
Make way Folks; Make Way!..
Dead Man walking
in this dream called Yesterday!
Extra, Extra. Laugh all
about it!
( I didn't feel like Crying
anyway.)
J.Stephen.H.
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