Post by artolmaeus on Mar 9, 2022 16:00:57 GMT -6
hoop the hover of a Maven's glance
turnbuckle the jumper of the side rope buddy
I am to be the king
the king of ring
ring a ding ding
and wear that belt
like some scalps or some pelts
at least you today, if you only say
with the crown comes nothing
this neither Nottingham nor Buckingham
no Big Ben or the Thames to swam
just a big big belt
why won't you give a damn
half a rack of lamb, green eggs and ham
spam flam or first class on Pan Am
this isn't what it is I am not what I am
neither here of Vietnam
clam ram jam from a dear periwinkle
pull the rosebud down and let's take that hill
in the middle of an unspoken winter
in a kingdom of yellow snow
and bear the foreskins of a thousand frog dicks
and then I will the god of an unglued universe
holding tight in a moving van
parked kinda at the end of the parking lot
just trying to catch some sleep
or maybe Bo Peep
should my dreams turn out
to show I am a creep
or maybe a weirdo
sure I don't belong here
but after aimlessly wandering
can only come aimlessly loitering
or squatting, or panhandling
ear candling
it is all the same to me
maybe I stole your pen
maybe I stole all I own
maybe maybe is the maybe I need to be certain
so soon the show is ending
and they will lower the curtain
you might can evade taxes
but death, oh yeah, death
well yeah, death, yeah
it is just a ride
and death is just a sign over your head
to note that it has ended
but you never have read
there's a sign on the wall
we all want to be sure
they say there are two paths you can go by
but in the long haul
the road with less mileage
is rarely the cheapest
my spirit is crying for leaving
but it knows not where to
or wherefore
therefore, I guess it shall fall about
every step and stumble
and keep me humble
humble as a hippo
without a pond or ladder
like a mouse, but no puff adder
In Eden, walking naked with a naked god
or in the last drop of water
in the Euphrates I quench my big big toe
with an ending nod,
comes now the sixth trumpet
sixth seal and the sixth vial
and stand we all now weeping
the tears of an overfed crocodile
made a nice wallet to hold all my unpaid tithes
and a martin for a sparrow
for the mockingbird's wives
turnbuckle the jumper of the side rope buddy
I am to be the king
the king of ring
ring a ding ding
and wear that belt
like some scalps or some pelts
at least you today, if you only say
with the crown comes nothing
this neither Nottingham nor Buckingham
no Big Ben or the Thames to swam
just a big big belt
why won't you give a damn
half a rack of lamb, green eggs and ham
spam flam or first class on Pan Am
this isn't what it is I am not what I am
neither here of Vietnam
clam ram jam from a dear periwinkle
pull the rosebud down and let's take that hill
in the middle of an unspoken winter
in a kingdom of yellow snow
and bear the foreskins of a thousand frog dicks
and then I will the god of an unglued universe
holding tight in a moving van
parked kinda at the end of the parking lot
just trying to catch some sleep
or maybe Bo Peep
should my dreams turn out
to show I am a creep
or maybe a weirdo
sure I don't belong here
but after aimlessly wandering
can only come aimlessly loitering
or squatting, or panhandling
ear candling
it is all the same to me
maybe I stole your pen
maybe I stole all I own
maybe maybe is the maybe I need to be certain
so soon the show is ending
and they will lower the curtain
you might can evade taxes
but death, oh yeah, death
well yeah, death, yeah
it is just a ride
and death is just a sign over your head
to note that it has ended
but you never have read
there's a sign on the wall
we all want to be sure
they say there are two paths you can go by
but in the long haul
the road with less mileage
is rarely the cheapest
my spirit is crying for leaving
but it knows not where to
or wherefore
therefore, I guess it shall fall about
every step and stumble
and keep me humble
humble as a hippo
without a pond or ladder
like a mouse, but no puff adder
In Eden, walking naked with a naked god
or in the last drop of water
in the Euphrates I quench my big big toe
with an ending nod,
comes now the sixth trumpet
sixth seal and the sixth vial
and stand we all now weeping
the tears of an overfed crocodile
made a nice wallet to hold all my unpaid tithes
and a martin for a sparrow
for the mockingbird's wives
