There’s not enough time because we come back to the things we never learn and forget them.

You lived in a town called Cataclysm Which was a small bustling city Right across the river from Orgasm, Connecticut But there was no specific language For orgasm there It was all multilingual And mostly you were Casting shado

The bum had abandoned More than half of his rich Chocolate cake In the bottom of the shopping cart The wording on the top of the cake read "Happy Birthday Doug" But it also read "From Doug" Either he was too full To eat his own words

You are to me a softness like a staying, a hardness that stretches like a road.

I don’t like long walks on the beach Or sand between my toes Jellyfish stinging my butt Saltwater up my nose I don’t like long lingering glances But I sure like fancy pantses And, oh yeah, a bum without a bottle Is like a car without a th

Monday will come soon enough to get/ what needs to be done, done.

Diamonds are for suckers Diamonds are for the miserable at heart Keep that in mind when you are busy Puffing out your chest and Slipping on your dancing shoes We were about to witness the release of souls From the captivity of flames At th

the wiggly word / floats toward the crowd