wise men on rocks
speaking to the vast of many
understand the word and motion
do not get seasick for I am wondrous
sneeze and some one will bless you
fart and cough!!
whisper sweet nothings into my ear
erect-shun
i know it happens like that sometimes
if you can beg the difference
vast landscapes of a utopia
all we hear about is dystopia
generally speaking we wish no more
we revolt!!
into our face book (E=mc2)
do you care have you gone mad yet
i have (I love you)
i love every waking minute of it
we hunch our pages and filled with grace
the letters that reach my soul to waste
deflect the movement yet speak a sound
a burp, a blech!, a stench no doubt
let me whisper something to you now
time is money and you just don`t know how
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