What’s a big bowl
But a midget’s boat
And what is peace
To a Jamnapari goat
Everything is relative
Said Leon Trotsky
But he was a raging communist
So he can rot in hell-ski
Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 6:55 AM UTC
I drank an espresso
And met with god
We talked of good days past
His son doesn’t call
My mom ****** me up
In his eyes we’re all just dust
Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 6:54 AM UTC
I hope you’ll find it in your heart to forgive me
Cried the bleeding man in his last breath
He voided his bowels
The rigor mortis kicking in
And thus began his journey of death
The funeral was closed casket
There wasn’t much left to show
A poem recited
The priest going on
“Darkness there and nothing more”
The years went by, the man’s legacy forgotten
And so did the memories that once seemed so sweet
That’s how it goes
In this dark twisted world
Please stay tuned for some more Sesame Street
Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 3:17 PM UTC