Earwax, by Me
Washing silverware by hand
Isn't nearly as much fun
As shoving acorns
Up a rhino's bum.
I once threw shit
Into a fan,
Just to see what
All the fuss was about.
I am kind of nostalgic
For bar soap, because
More and more,
Soap comes in bottles.
Despair not, good sir!
I hear that they are still
Making films
That aren't sequels.
Dewdrops, dewlaps,
Dugongs, do-wha-diddy
Forever chiming
In the wind.
I wonder how much
Differently we would view
The ontological argument
If Freddie Mercury was still alive.
Hey nonny nonny and a ha-cha-cha.
Boru
Washing silverware by hand
Isn't nearly as much fun
As shoving acorns
Up a rhino's bum.
I once threw shit
Into a fan,
Just to see what
All the fuss was about.
I am kind of nostalgic
For bar soap, because
More and more,
Soap comes in bottles.
Despair not, good sir!
I hear that they are still
Making films
That aren't sequels.
Dewdrops, dewlaps,
Dugongs, do-wha-diddy
Forever chiming
In the wind.
I wonder how much
Differently we would view
The ontological argument
If Freddie Mercury was still alive.
Hey nonny nonny and a ha-cha-cha.
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson
