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Feb 2014
I knew something was strange,
that it was going to be a weird day
when I saw the jellyfish
floating in clear blue skies,
Yoda sitting sideways
on my white picket fence.

The post man with electric rat eyes
actually snickered
when I signed
for the manila envelope
covered in white powder.

I’m not really sure
why he acted so comedic,
maybe he thought
it was a biological weapon.
But for all he knew
it could have been
something Peruvian.

After all, there is a rumor going around
about the ruling government,
it’s been said they keep spraying LSD
using jet engine contrails,
that it’s something about mind control.
That’s very similar
to what the Beatles
did with Revolution #9.

And, if you don’t believe me friends,
just play it backwards on your turntable,
you’ll hear the mythological devils
singing gibberish on
a diamond-tipped stylus.

I told you it was
a strange & weird day.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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