Funk a licious, dunk attricious, where you buy those pants at, cause they malicious?
The colours don't mesh, just like our schedules, I'll prolly never see you again because you're visually illegible.
Like a vampires reflection, invisible to detection, like the nervous stuttering kid at the spelling bee might be needing correction, corrective lenses, pre tense programs with an intense lack of friendes.
Aye-aye there chiefy, seems to be quite leafy in this spot that the rot has begun to become beefy.
Unlike those vegetarians who claims that fish aren't meat, there seems to be a problem with that statement they seat, in the back of your mind.
Trying to trick the establishment into establishing a new rule, where anything with feet is meat and those that swim are considered cool to eat.
Off topic, sub tropic, snowing where the air is stereoscopic.
3D tvs wont work inside the sea, or anywhere that's wet for that matter can't you see.
But real life works whether swimming or not, whether dimming or trimming or even spinning on spot.
Sometimes I say stuff, and it makes no sense, but it's fodder so why bother, even trying to fence, off what I'm saying, kinda like saying off with my head.
As it be rolling, you be trolling, about to climb outta bed. I'll prolly be climbing in, to my mattress of leaves instead, of material istic, is it, or is it isms?
I can never remember, ballistic-cali-schism, that's a password I wrote, to a place that don't exist, so why did I use the blade to carve into my wrist?
Just kidding, their ain't no carvings, my arms no a jack o lantern. Plus I could never back space if I messed up where the plan turned.
Wholly moley, what a foley I made and when I made it I made it solely, at the discretion of the goalie who scored the shot across the ice but super slowly.
Puck driven, muck given never had a smuck briven. What ever that is, I never had it, so am I liven?
Gonna end, so pretend, you care, and then befriend, a stranger at the place your going to before the weekend.
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