by m. patel
my goldfish is growing a beard
so just get your horse and your iron lung
and don't ever show your face in this ice cream parlor again
you know i will never trust a puppet
but i am thinking of having my colon framed
and i should have my masters in theoretical flashdancing by next summer
and then i will be free to practice random acts of meanness
of course if i were ashlee simpson i would save all the children in the world
but for now i will start the day by immersing myself in a brimming bucket of filth
as the drunken aliens spill out of the ufo and beat up beatrice
i now realize the power that a he-man voice can give me
so for lunch today i had an egg salad sandwich, a pickle and three toenails
i am thoroughly sick and tired of being a motorized seahorse
which reminds me of the time oldy smeckman depressurized her grandmother
a schoolmarm from the rickety century
M. Patel is the former treasurer of the Topeka chapter of the M.C. Hammer fan club.
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