"Crazy Tune"
Out there they run around without any hair.
Totally nude like hairy bears.
Tell those people that it's impolite to stare.
It's well done not rare.
Life isn't always fair.
So if you go out there float by air.
Don't take a boat.
And talk in rote.
Write me a note about your trip.
Flip your lid's super id.
Current themes are all part of the schemes.
Rhymes on paper reams.
Like a newspaper sports teams.
Superman flies through metropolitan skies.
How a world cries.
As the people tell lies about how a nobody can fly in a sky.
They live as they die.
Without an explanation's reply.
Nothing upon which to rely.
From the crib to the tomb.
As we start on our way to heaven's womb.
Better yet to be in a tune's blaring boom.
Which is where I sit and stare in my house's room.
Jon Billet- Twelve Fifteen Fifteen
R.S.V.P.- Revive & Survive...
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