gumgum gets old and covered in mouth mold,we chew itblow bubbles popping onto our facesticking all over the placethe flavor starts to die,but to cheap to get another piece other wise.find it on chairs, the ground in country fare,under a shoe sticking like gluetelling you why it isn't fair to be a piece of gum,not listening we walk away to buy another pack today
cerious as the cata box what's inside it?its wrapped it tight bows coming up to my nose,if i bat open on the side would it have fish inside?hmmm what could it be...the kitten batted at the wrapped gift,until a ribbon came undone mewing pleased i thought i won,now for the paper all shiny and wrappied,ooh soo pretty i scraped and clawed into the boxhow ceriouser i gots the knots covered with dots fell on all in clots,ripping and tearing i tried until i found out what was inside...i peaked in there was nothing at firstbut then a head came out all in a burst of color laughingi fell back in wonder head over heals in a plunder.wow what a suprize it was april fools,now i know what's to do
kill it please...get out of my head!! i don't want to hear the news!,it follows me all around the screens,and boards out on the road.why won't they go, its a hard thing to know...up in lights loud and ugly they stand,in the mall by the hot topic and the cd store i went once before,they look at you with beady bright eyes just screaming "BUY!!"i grumble and waited for them to evaporate to their rightful placemaybe neptune, the atlantic of the lusiana wastes,i just don't care where they put them,i couldn't care less if they put them in the fire,the tooth pic body, the pearly white smileand not to forget the unblemished complile,scary unearthly cardboard models,they give me shivers please, is there another way to advertise their skin shit and go away!?
united"you may kiss the bride" says the minster by the side,the couple kiss under the cross crist, hapilly united.the friends and family wish the best and presents yet to share,the bride glides across the aisle like a niting gail in the nile,so perfect so graceful with holding hand with her love and fateful,the croud cheers throwing rice ad pettles across the floor like a meadow.they leave the church the bells sound mellow,into the car they go in wait for a new feeling,not being 2 being one funner than just being alone,with out having a new life to show, together they row to make their life grow.
one thing most people agree onyou say dayi say nightyou say dogi say catyou say eww (for bugs)i say coolyou say pinki say black at thatyou say omg boysi say hello wrestlingyou say tokyo mew mewi say inuyashai say hottopicyou say yay!! when it comes to tee's everybody agrees
insanity in davy jones locker"what no rum?!" jack yelled, wobbling around the ship in search of booze.he slammed into a crate filled with bullets "ey WHY'S THE RUM GONE!!"another form of him said to jack answered "i drank it, all of it mate" he laughed smirking to get sparrows sanity down.jack ran up to his clone and shot it,no use it just went thru "damn" jack murmered, "so are there more of yu?!""its all in your your mind, savvy?"he wook up on a bag of potatoes, feeling slightly hung over."last time i stop drinking, rum keeps me sane"on a boat alone now seeing more clones of his imagination they replied "your not dreaming mate, the rum is gone"jack screamed "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NOT THE RUM!!!!"
mad am i?she ate the cat thinking it was a delightful snack.they called her mad.she ran up the stairs saying "BEWARE!!"they called her berzirk.she dialed the doctor to open her spam like jam.they called her sad, and walked away leaving the girl to play alone in her lonely room.she looked at her dolls and puppets then grinned wanting to win"mad they say huh?"she plotted and plundered,with her out numbered dolls collection to give them a scare she made then some tea,mint and sugar and a secret ingrediant, hair of a baby doll makes three.she giggled with glee when her mother and friends,choked and spat "what the hell is in that?!" they gasped, spitting and spat the dence cup of "tea"she looked up inosently, with a barbed twisted smiled "mad arent i? oh some sugar some mint can't you taste the secret ingrediant?"they looked into their china cups, in dismay the lay and the bottom of the tray in the cups were head of a babydoll and hair looking up. they blinked then the dolls
herothe super hero wears a mask it gets sweat, dirt scrapes and crud from the mud.what do they care? its gunna get cooked in fire three miles from the broke.do they think to take it off? no of corse not!it hides the face as a mistory, or scars to embarised to show their face behind,so they put it on when the cry of help comes to ear.they rush to get there to save their rear,but what do they get in reply? "i need to get down now good bye"the hero waits for another deserbance in their lair, sitting on the stair,side kick at the ready, gadgets and gizmo's by their sideyep they are ready for another wild ride in the city the hero's so well provides.do hero need hero?that's a hard thing to to say but there is one for them everyday.
why underwear?why should care to wear underwear?its just so rough against the bare,people say there are monsters that could bite you there,why underwear? would bags or cloth work, or the cat to cover you as well?they itch they scratch giving a rash, like someone added ash.so please spare that change and bills for something more useful like towls or bells, or yummy pasta shells? don't care to go anywhere,well if you put it that way might give it a stayknowing if out in public and not wearing pants that day.underwear is here to stay.or at least you all can pray for me wear a pair that day.