Wake and createšØ
Wake and bake.
Wake and snake your way through life.
Have a slice of pizza or her cherry pie.
Weāre getting a little old for thisā¦
Whatās that?
Dreamingā¦
Then we might as well devour ourselves whole
Shall we sing the minstrelās song?
Many things and people long gone.
How long is a furlong?
Chest beating, King Kong.šµ
Bongo drums play, hips sway.
Pour me another round, whereās my crown?
Iāll drown my sorrows in smoke and keto fire.
This life amazingāand a big joke.
The wheels keep turning.
We keep š„¶freezing and burning.
Churning out one more verse, one more marginal motif.
Queef.
Time to sneak around quarantine.
Hold onto your spleen!
We lounge, we must be king.
Minstrels sing our praises.
This life a-mazing maze.
Not feeling amazing now. š
Mind the maze.
Tough to see though the haze.
Donāt know what a lazy daze looks like.
I can tell you how productivity spikes.
So many likes, so many dislikes.
Little tikes on big mics playing roller derby.
Sucking up šššfood like Kirby
Are you Ok? Should I be worried?
Surely there is something to do?
Something youāll enjoy?
Most days youāre hard to satisfyā¦
Gratify.
Stratification
Donāt make the mistakeš« of producing something real.
Stealing likes and verses
The way things are going, weāll be in a hearse.
Burn me
Toss my ashes at the nearest coconut tree
Iām a baboon.
āTraveling soon, got to get stuff handled.
Doing what I can to avoid The Man.
Nothing against him, I can only handle so much social
Leads to overly emotional.
Living social not the easiest.
Call an agent please
In the market for a cold caveš“ + Wi-Fi