Diligent Vindications

I had a third thought
Worth thinking,
And the room is all gone black.
My nuts are being
Pinched and gnawed on
By rabid donkeys,
And there is no
Room in the Inn
For me.

Fuck the screaming bastards
Who fucked me first!!
They shall all
Pay dearly for their
Insolence!!!

Chili Fries are good with Cheese
And if I keep thinking thoughts like
These

I'll freakin' crack
I'll lose my mind
And scream like
Seven pregnant hamsters.

Hell, it's not as bad
As you might think .
I could have chose
The color pink

But my ear cannot see
How I hear the songs
I don't sing
When I'm eating
Chili Cheese Fries
On Sunday.


I know it's true
The letter Q
Makes sense to me
When I can see
It's clever clang and useful flitter
When my heart
Is all a twitter.

My boss likes me
To do my job,
And never smirk
And never bitch.
But one day soon
I'll moon the loon,
And finally get
To scratch that itch.

I never cuss. I never swear
I'm concerned
Because I truely care
About the things
That do not matter,
Like Leprechauns
And pancake batter.

So let me rest
In my introspection.
And growl
In your
General Direction.