Let's rob the liquor storethen walk all daythe scent of deathswirling in the air
do a lap or twoaround that lap dancercircumnavigate the moonswing on a comet's tail
there should be more gaietyin our hearts
the scent of earththe scent of deathand yet spring is in the air
there should be more gaietythere should be more couragelike the Italians singingfrom their balconieslike the songbirdscalling from the trees
whistle past the graveyardand rejoicefor in the midst of darknesswe have seen the light
man's sacred dutydefined at last...
first and foremostit's about wiping your ass
Published on March 26, 2020 13:24