I have seen god In the gust of wind Between your thighs. When the air sings In this barren land, I seeβAh! Ah! Ah!
There is a balloon! Such a whimsical Wisp tied behind it. A vibrant globe that is. Colorful, bright, alluring, pureβ It flies high above, In the face of a picturesque eden.
And as it rose, And rose, The skyβs color shifted From a classic blue to a salvation red. I saw the balloon simply popβ Ah! Ah! Ah!
Rotten dream I dreamt, Abhorrent moist cigar I saw, Magnificent eden I lost And wore nothing but a cloak After bathing in crystal clear water.