My daddy always told me
I would catch my hair
with flames.
I bow down to the
little black toaster;
praising his holy name.
Oh! Let me give thanks,
little black toaster,
for you have now fulfilled my every need.
I huff and puff
on filter stem;
hijacked cigarette now all mine.
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 11:30 PM UTC
My daddy always told me
I would catch my hair
with flames.
I bow down to the
little black toaster;
praising his holy name.
Oh! Let me give thanks,
little black toaster,
for you have now fulfilled my every need.
I huff and puff
on filter stem;
hijacked cigarette now all mine.