I gotta say
I am always
looking on the
bright side
Monty python
binoculars
but this year
is all foggy
because of the mule
Trump
he has moved the needle
to a place we cant
self inject
its like a place
from an acid
dream with
a demon
and tattoos
that come
alive and the dolphin
people are slaughtered
to keep the oxygen
alive
God dammit
we need Jesus
so bad but
he only wants
the best Rolex
and that is not
giving us enough
time to survive
Merry Christmas you
bastards like me
and all the people
who make up history
we are walking along
when an SUV
plows us all down
and the cops say
as a matter of a fact
when mass and interia
meet you got
blood in the street.
So love to love you
baby
But love you long
time
is off the table
Love is dead
in DicK Cheneys
head
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