The Basketcase Masquerades

[Mr. J]

Eyes that are vacant, entangled at the basin..
I'm choked up by beauty literally strangled by amazement..
this world that you have cradled my eggs in
with a side of orange juice we toast to potatoes & raisin'd..
muffins, all sorts of stuff of fabled arrangements
I'm accustomed to steaks & a table full of bacon..
sitting in opposition laughing & the state of the patrons
the fuck are you making? I sip coffee before I pop tarts
you another bitch getting wet in a cop car...
I'm followed by paparazzi lookin' like a rock star
biting into a milky way while writing on a mars bar
villainy with the mwaha & the need for the blah blah
I'm in a paradox with a parachute over Paraguay
paralyzed with a pair of eyes the size of Paris...right?
words from the parrots life, paraphrased paragraphs
paralleled parasites seeking paradise with apparent trash
I'm a pterodactyl parading over palisades & parent traps
preparing packs of bologna & peanut butter & honey..
better shut your ass up & get a hug from your mummy
this outing has cost a huge fuckload of money...