The absurd life of little Jon Doe.
now Jon Doe one morning fell from a cloud
and almost killed me
laying on the grass
and scared me witless
crying sunshine help me
if i only had a god to pry to
that morning i surly would
then this little man laying next to me ask
how did i get here
and I had no idea
of all the questions to ask
little Jon Doe
had to ask that one