[Mr. J]

Pitiful....








Yet I applaud the effort, it's not often I off an expert
a pathological liar, squandering lectures...lost in a desert
searching for water, something to copulate pleasure
make it easy for them to get in, I operate censors
send bars where need be, cut off speech & leave bleeps
heart moniters & IV's, knee deep in Paris sir, wee wee
take a roll of TP, reverse time & walk the trail with tears
you young'ns is cradled in fear, listen like you fail to hear...
I'm observant as a wordsmith, determined to deter, quit...
play you like a violin, pluck each string til' it's curtains
life's a beach for you neurotic mermen...the robe I'm emersed in..
makes me nervous...I'm Poseidon motorboating the horizon
there's nothing you could hide in, nowhere to run, dive in...
wave as you ride in...say hi and send the best of regards
bury all hope until you could tighten up...take a lesson from the Gods
take depression with the odds, then call in the mornin'
lighten up, it ain't about what you eat, it's all in the portion
keep feeling yourself & like Cronus swallow your kids....








call it an abortion