Chase the Weasel
All around the Crunchberry bowl
The fucking weasel exploded,
Up and down the hallway stairs
Goddammit monkey!
Back and forth in front of the T.V.
I AM NOT FUCKING KIDDING AROUND, MONKEY!
Through the day and all through the night
All around the goddamned house FUCK! That’s it, I give up! Do what you want monkey.
Hey, don’t give me that sad face. Probably a good thing I’ve got a monkey, actually. Deuce Lucky Lucy slapped a goose, slapped so hard his beak was loose. But Bruce and Luce they called truce, and drank a can of blue moose juice. The goose he drank it through a sluice. Radiation Plantation “Radiation Plantation,” I spoke the information. “Scott?” Scott blew snot on a pink carnation. “Ready the gammaram, and prepare for floatation.” “Aye aye, captian,” he replied as he spied a crustacean. The Insomnia of Ransom Ripple Ransom Ripple’s twisted nipples kept him from his sleep. The night was long, as Ransom’s thong straight up his ass would creep. |