“How doth the little monkey pants
Sit tight across the rear
With no room for the tail
A magic humanoid appears!
I went to Dallas Nashville Houston
Purchasing a gun
The big guy took one look at me
And spoiled all my fun
‘If you’re a human, we’re all fish,’
The Wal-Mart staff agreed
And so I bought a newspaper
They sleep with the fishies
I punched them in the face before
I killed them in my dreams
They knocked me out (it hurted, too)
And this is what I sees
A troupe of birdies dancing burping
Circling my head
A rainbow-colored universe
I thought that I was dead
When I woke up they had me strapped
Restraints so tightly wound
‘Now off to prism you will go!
Or maybe just the pound.’
A lawyer from the circus came
To argue and to fight
He said, ‘We cannot win, my dear,
I’m giving up your plight.
But here’s something that’s sure to help
Inscribe this on your brain
The login is unmentionable
The password is insane!’” |