Growing tired of my tongue, I pulled it through my lips
Planted it in my garden right next to my red tulips
It blended in so well, and I wanted it to sprout
I was curious to see what kind of flower would pop out

I ran all out of water, and couldn't find a hose
My tongue was drying up next to every thriving rose
So I used my stomach bile to foam a waterfall
Hoping for success, but that didn't help at all

So I cut myself open, bleeding out my every drop
My tongue began to sprout, but then hit a sudden stop
I wondered what it needed, it said "I need to drink your fears"
So I gouged out both my eyes and fed my tongue all my tears

It grew so quickly at that time, and spread a million seeds
But all that grew out of those bulbs were ugly, horrid weeds