WOW - Puff!
Wee!Big Air over the table top
Wind in the faceDown, down, down
Up, up, up over the WhoopeeBam!
Smash!Crash! into the snow I go
"D'oh!"
"Homer Simpsoy? I'll see that he gets it."Slower in mind and body that a sloth
Known to gorge foods from low-protein gruel to Guatemalan insanity peppers Impervious to all but MargePowder Puff
Fall into snowJump off the cliff
LookHe would play away, on the piano all day,
And his head looked like a piston.In math he wasn't the smartest, But Red Grooms was a great artist.
He would paint away on the canvas all day,And he thought Lemonheads were the tartest.
The artist painted the musician in a piano playing position.He spun around while he sang a sound
And now he don't sing, he goes fishin'.A baby from whom much noise did come.
I always wanted something from my mom,Who was going crazy from my constant buzz.
I would play with animals made of fuzz,And to the shopping store my mom would run
To get me gifts, so that I would have funTill Brandon came and visited; my 'cuz.
Yet now I have grown quite tall,And my day are filled with going to school,
And trying not to bend the car's fender.My mom spends all her money at the mall,
And on my sister who thinks she's so cool.My childhood days I will always remember.
I'd sleep and cry and wake up at midnight.
My mom's inner clock was in such a fright,That sometimes her friends saw her as snappy.
Age four - I learn to use toilets for crappy.I misbehave and am full of much spite,
For school is next year, and it's in my sight,And my mom, at times, goes slappy-slappy.
My mom doesn't spank me anymore,I outweigh her by just a few pounds now.
And I can outrun her without a doubt.Instead she tells me to go to the store,
And pick up a frozen piece of a cow,To which I reply, "OK", and don't pout.
Reaching through the dry fall night.
No mega-merger can stop it,No fortress built of money so solid it can't permeate
To the deep center of the soulIt carves a hole the biggest SUV can't fill.
Toiling to clog it with bills,'Till peace is found in the intangibles.
A spot to dim the light that's thrown on all.
It rides the wind and sails atop the breezeAt picnic time it lands and eats the cheese.
To try and kill it is illogical.A white rhinoceros
in a zoowith plenty of food and water
without threatsand without companions
or anything to dobut the mundane things it always does.
It's a great wonder I can stand up at all
Can I grow wings through my night gown?Psssh, Shah, Whatever, Brick wall!
Then let me go to bed and sleepHurry up and leave my room
Don't talk to me like that, little creepOr you'll soon find yourself in a tomb
His car was broke, and his house was a joke
Cause his biz was the Death Valley FerryTo elaborate on his house - it's fit for him and his spouse
But he lives alone, in his large homeAnd his bedroom he shares with a mouse
In school he always did flunk, gym class because he's a chunckHis F's in that class caused him not to pass
High school, so he became a punkOne day he played the Lotto, "It could happen" was his motto
He scratched off the piece and hs face did creaseTo a smile and said,"Oh my God, oh!"
