Marvin The Martian Shot That Nikka

[Mr. J]

District 9....where dreams are wishes, & wishes are falling stars
replaced by....the devil's calling card, with a grin & some Haggen Daz
turning families to partridge farms, dignity is nonsense & spectacular
the mixture of dosages provide cottons making it harder to process vernacular
lost in the back of the moment, analyzing the whole loss of the manual
the book that tells me, life is a bowl of cherries & whipped cream
especially when I realize all the knowledge I'll have buried with me...
reincarnation, other tales of heroes & such, to the Pharaohs above
creating the building block to life, fated to witness the perils of love
but I always knew the tarots corrupt, the hands faulted unless cleansed
got the thread on hold, tailored in favor how I altered the ends..
seeking therapy carelessly, snipped the head & sent the ice
part each hill, dive in and drown in the crimson tide..
a touch of insanity mixed with life, not enough time to get it right
just kept it going, a full cup of water lifted high...
& here's the alternate ending since you wouldn't get that line
poultry dish garnished with the proper fittings on each side
send these birds up for a duck hunt to sit with Jesus Christ