A frostbitten temperament,
A trout mouthed citizen,
Elephant tusk gentlemen,
Jamming my nose in businesses,
Crooked like question mark,
Squares etched in purple chalk,
On the pavement where the Martians walk,
All around my writer's block,
My head is drum machine,
Cymbals crash through misery,
Impregnated symphonies,
With snares ******* the violin strings,
Headaches are a *****,
Excuse my French,
I got a lisp,
The bass drum is thumping,
And the hi-hats are talking ****,