I am in pain, aching, dull pain from the surgery on my wisdom teeth.  This is a rare treat for my body because I haven't had alcohol in about 3 months which means my body craves some kind of chemical to give it a funny boost.  Unfortunately, I feel quite sober even though I had some aenathesia however you spell that and I was knocked out and said "Tiger" before hand.  I dreamt about tigers and woke up with the cute nurse calling me cute and telling me she's married with children.  Oh well, it's it's a big loss.  I am happy with my tammeroony.  Or something like that.  Watch as it extends beyond comprehension. 

So so so in the microphone. 

Alakazam and the broken toes! 

Sitting in a tree 

Takin' a pee

Forgettin' all the words to my pretty lil song

Dancing on the rainbow sill,

eatin' some slog

 

Fire fire fire fire

I gotta eat my ants.

Five years later, and I'm lost without pants.

 

Fire fire fire fire

I gotta jump ship.

Five years later, and I'm eating artichoke dip.

 

So so so in the microphone.

One plus two equals ninety seven

Eighty nine cakes are calling me out

Beat them to a pulp

feed 'em to the ducks.

 

Fire fire fire fire

I gotta take my meds.

Five years later, and I'm still in my bed.

 

Fire fire fire fire

Princesses are cute.

Five year later, I'm inside her poop chute.

 

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

 

When the rain comes down

it washes it all out.

when the rain comes down

it washes it all out.

 

Like it.  live it.  Sense the danger now. 

Four more seasons and we've got a year.

 

once I ate some bugs.  They wer good bugs and I licked them up through the cracks of my polydigital manual apparatus attached to the bendable limb of my body.  That is to say, I didn't enjoy the bugs.  When the one time I did lick some bug juice off my own crotch, I really was making fun of the fact that it's impossible to do.  Kids like cupcakes anyway.  Well, what do you know?  Sometimes they grow up and have a blast with their drugs.  Today I get to experience that.  I realize that I'm not more or less crazy with what I write whether I'm high or not.  But the twang of pain that I just felt means I've stretched my ability to write for the day.