There was a little bumblebee

You did not shy away at all, from roasting all those Nips,and stand there, proud, so white and tall, with brave words on your lips.Afghanistsn is for reform, you failed, with many dead,so many bombs, such desp’rate screams, you spew your hateful lead.America, the powerful, Iraq may bankrupt theebut for the oil, you keep good…

of soap.The Codicilin Romehad to fall farfrom hope.It washedall other sins,at dawn’s first sun.And,as the mother wins,there goes,with God,the Hun.

And they were Dunlops.Man who ran in rearof car was so exhaustedhe went to heaven.Hand in pocket makesman feel cocky all day long,it also warms him.Man who scratches assis well advised to not chewfingernails too soon.War does not show uswho may be right in this worldbut who will be left.Man who eats manyprunes will soon…

I hear the great communal sighwhich signifies such sorrow,but I don’t likethose filthy swinewho snort around the streetsI will retreat, drink good red winesleep in on silken sheetswho needs the shit that Berrie poopsor that of Bobschen Blighthey may succumb in their own soupsbut I do say Good-Bye.

He lived inside my monitordon’t ask me what he lived there for.It seems that once this frilly lizardbecause he is a hairy wizardwould with the devil make a pactand in the end my patience cracked.For years I had to thus endurethe wizard and there was no cure.It often made my outlook failso I decided I…

one of the 38 peacemaker coltsand fourteen cowboy suits,the spinning top from Grandmaand the skis, as well as those contraptionsthat would cut into the leather of our boots,we’d float across the ice; the Bowie knifeat fourteen years, and then the twenty-two,three speeds, it was the envy of all bikes,I can’t remember all, though it was…