The paint is still wet
but you can touch it
if you really want
to wear that paint
as proof that you did
touch it eventhough
mama told you no.

The console has spoken
we are all doomed
I hardly have any apetite.
Might as well get it over with.
This meeting is now called to order--
"I don't want to go in there."
How many mice have you eaten this week?
This month?
This year?
Dogs hate me.
I even got thrown out of Disneyland.

Hope breathes heavy,
Pride is insecure,
and Worry is working overtime.

Interest is waning,
Happiness is out since the incident,
and Confidence has bled out.

Skepticism is in a coma,
Serenity left no change of address,
and Fear is now in charge.

The singing dancing girl
her lips shine like crystals
and I heard she has some habbits
ones that I am not going to get into
And neither should you
if you know what's good for you
capice?

My stew is almost done
It just needs a little more Tom,
I love how his flavours blend
when the rich and fatty Glen.
Of course you know I love the taste
of the soft and supple Grace,
and finally before I'm done
I must have Alli on my tongue.

The Highlander is french
Ramirez is scottish as Piper
Bond is from Egypt appantely
and he does as the Bangles said
every '80s guy knows that look
because she is the hot one.

Care bears aren't real
and some aren't even bears--
Braveheart is a lion
and I think there is an elephant one.
But I am a real Grizzly
and I will steal your picnic basket
and eat all your pastrami sandwiches
because bears love deli meats.

Down at the Atlantic Bar & Grill
two stiff shots have been known to kill,
and at the seedy Lookout Longue
the watered drinks will make you drown.
But the worst scene is at O'Malley's bar
it's packed with cops and their cars.

Boys are little monsters
tha live in a cloud of dust,
eat nothing but franks,
and stomp on beehives for kicks.
I was that bee, boy.
The one with the yellow body
and the black stripes with antennas
and the pollen. So much pollen.
Your feet are covered in it
you monster!

The wind is at my back
and my hair is in my face--
I should have bought a tighter hat.

My cat likes to sing
"Waaaaaaaaaa" he belts out.
I understand it as his disapointment
in me for I let his dish
become empty.
But, rejoice, it is auto-filling!
I give it a shake and ask the cat,
"Why must you eat so delicately?"

I am a kite.
Paper and sticks on a string.
I have a big tail
that the women love.
But it has three knots in it.

Sheep cannot be out in the rain.
Their wool will shrink
and they will look like dorks.
Some of them will be different, though-- they will be dorks,
but with horns.