I am running at the farm market,
For buying three pounds of organic enlightenment,
Glutes tight, chest stiff, a little bird pooped on my forehead,

Hoaxed by this joke I stepped on some dog ****,
An old lady asked me
                                     to carry her over the pit. I mimic, wait
“I will give you help after,
Now, I am in a hurry,
I want to buy three pounds of organic enlightenment.”