I try to practice what I would say if you asked me what I was thinking
but my eyes go lazy and I just say, "You know."
In case you don't though,
here it all is.
You're so lucky that when I say I want to glue a bunch of kittens to your body
and feed you crackers from a sandwich bag
that I don't want you as a pet.
Free reign, totally liberal
and adorable.
Since I don't believe in clocks,
just dehydration,
I think I'm going to live at least six hundred more years
and when you halt from boredom,
I'd unquestionably interrogate your pals
and see if I could build you a pyramid.
See, 'cause I got I.M Pei in a cage
and he's got a little wheel and a chewing stick,
and at night he whispers in French,
"juste comment construire un haut en bas la pyramide de verre."
It'll be better than Paris,
and just like a stained glass window.
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