|Title:||A Conversation with Amanda|
|Posted On:||2009-03-06 19:11:23|
the bibbet-box broke two chicken legs
i ate both their breasts
and lied to a French chef
and told him his fish was expired
i really am dying from stomach worms
a raw burp out the wrong hole of a squirrel’s nut
has been polished for hours over a Spanish drum
that never bangs
whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy won’t it TWANG?
but what is reality anyway?
is it the twang in the apple?
is it the fart from beans?
is it the stench from your crotch?
and what have i found!!
it's a lesbian bodybuilder
painting a sad story
a philosopher who pulls at cats tails
and then i found a donkey
and he braided my hair in exchange for sex
and then i floated to the surface
and i realized it wasn’t worth it
and i brought the philosopher with me
and he asked me
ever heard about anybody who worked in a meat factory
it hurrrrrrrrrrrts -
that marshmallow crap i couldn’t help but swallow it
and now i have diarrhea
and no more toilet paper
so i've got a lighter under my anus
because only a forest fire could save a bottle opener
my righteous anus!
the center of the world!
things come and go!
if it were two months ago
those expensive jelly belly beans
when i'm done teasing,
ill start pleasing
those little boys with red balloons
and spider man underwear
that will soon hang over my lampshade
as i dance to the rain
the voices in my head