Monday, July 9, 2012


how quickly we panic
when the the internet
goes down
if I had a gun
I'd shoot the damn thing down

don't frown
grab the credit cards
and go to town

the sound of music
coming up the street
gonna tap, tap, tap my feet
sweet music, sweet

he's got the wit
but she's got the stick
that keeps  him in line
and away from crime
so he won't do time
now ain't that just fine

because is not a cause
but a functional survey
and a side show put on
by a deadly virus
no one has heard of yet
and fat cats and rats
to round out the evening festivities 

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