Monday, January 11, 2016

Iridescence in Feb

Super Chr*st
I'm such a super escalator!
Yellow-fucking bright
Must've been briefed by the CIA
I'm up the fucking super ladder!

Baby J*sus, so commanding
I'm the most important one in the world

Snakes and colors
Fellow rainbow fuzz
Hot air blowers
Rubber balloons
And blown up wishes
I'm such a fucking word!

A million choices
Given to my Dip n Dot fishes
No more pie worn finches
Nobody to waste my time

Baked into puffed up bread
A cloud that's been fully fed

(Mother Nature warms her head for a tough stream in Feb)

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