Friday, May 24, 2013

Expertise

In my professional opinion
I frown like a geology of trouble.

I've got sports injuries big as California
from all the earthquakes I've slamdunked.

Like Mike, when the tsunami hit
I drank it all up because it was milk

and I wanted to set a good example, plus get paid.
My bones curdled back into a craggy brow.

I'm so jealous I could cry
Out, "Someone give me mad cow!"

At least I'd die with beef,
my life one long fart greenhousing the sky.

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