Dardanelles at our back, waves whip the flank
Gargamels in our ranks, eat a Smurf for a snack
Blue tongue outhung, like we just ate slices of sky
Risk it for a biscuit, bigger slice of the pie
Like we just won Trivial Pursuit at games night.
Fat packs flattened down into patties
Flak grazing wings as we dive into action
Avoiding obvious patterns during battle
I’m like Patton, slap a coward that’s bullet rattled
No backward steps, no men in shackles
No prisoners taken, progress what matters
I’ve taken so much speed I’m like a Mad Hatter
Come in talking shit, who knows what’ll happen
Open a bottle, only happy when I’ve a house of daub and wattle
Bean rows nine, binding rings nine
Evening’s fine so we’ll eat outside
Blowing smoke rings until the phone rings
Stopped drinking, stopping smoking, no more numbing things
Must be jinxed, past life spent irking witches
Pubes in my throat like we used a merkin cleaning dishes
Merk him per my wishes, dessert dishes full of whipped jelly
They’re all jelly of my whip, they’re all jelly of my all night deli
Roll up roll up, peruse all I’m selling
Buy something, more stock in the cellar
Stuck in the cellar if you’re telling, Fritzl bunker
I’m shining like tinsel despite exam flunking
Stopping smoking to save my lungs
Stopped being drunken, more time under the sun
Where nothing is new and everything’s been done.
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