A cold cavešŸŒ“ + Wi-Fi

Wake and createšŸŽØ

Wake and bake.

Wake and snake your way through life.

Have a slice of pizza or her cherry pie.

Weā€™re getting a little old for thisā€¦

Whatā€™s that?

Dreamingā€¦

Then we might as well devour ourselves whole

Shall we sing the minstrelā€™s song?

Many things and people long gone.

How long is a furlong?

Chest beating, King Kong.šŸµ

Bongo drums play, hips sway.

Pour me another round, whereā€™s my crown?

Iā€™ll drown my sorrows in smoke and keto fire.

This life amazingā€”and a big joke.

The wheels keep turning.

We keep šŸ„¶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. šŸ˜’

Mind the maze.

Tough to see though the haze.

Donā€™t 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 šŸ˜‹šŸ”šŸ•food like Kirby

Are you Ok? Should I be worried?

Surely there is something to do?

Something youā€™ll enjoy?

Most days youā€™re hard to satisfyā€¦

Gratify.

Stratification

Donā€™t make the mistakešŸš« of producing something real.

Stealing likes and verses

The way things are going, weā€™ll be in a hearse.

Burn me

Toss my ashes at the nearest coconut tree

Iā€™m a baboon.

āœˆTraveling 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 cavešŸŒ“ + Wi-Fi