Hello, how are you, on this spring easy day, more money? Forty thousand is a safe number, a great number, what about sixty thousand, did it hook you, cook you, into a little, rolling paper, and smoke you, like you were a fruit, in desperate need of satisfaction, of youth, and becoming born again, into a lake of fire, of burning love, of I don’t need a shove, to go first, I’ll gladly move ahead, forward on the sleigh sled, of feast on my flesh, of your little sister, and I loved her, dearly, fish fear me, queer, yeah, a twelfth in line, crime, yeah, how did it pull you in, came right in, as i was working, something’s calling, crawled in, from the abyss.

A terrible Saturday morning, that’s great, how you planned it, just wait, I’m late, creep, you can keep, fell right into the abyss,

Four twenty, to your forty cents, four thousand, and forty thousand, for the poor, the I’d love it, if you quite it, negotiate it,

Something tasty calls out to me, where does it go, it was here yesterday, on the eleventh of may, the twenty first, of true crimes, and the eleventh time this night, and a shed your skin, little demon, just creeped in, said you need me, to feed these, little, in between things, a yes, I came, a frame, a quiz on Friday, a pull it in, that white whale, the last three things, servants of the night, creeped in, said the abyss calls, said what’s purple, what’s due on Tuesday,

And I’m about to be kicked out, creeped out, made out, in the back of my car, if i had a car, a poor loser, a I favor her, Kate, can I see her,

Popped right out, like a little baby, said how would you like to meet me, this Tuesday? Of course, no way, and I’ll go first,

A who was that? My dad, I’m glad, good job, should have said it, last Thursday,

Could you claim it? No, I couldn’t,

Just my dad called last week,

Fell right into the abyss,

Said Kate call me,

I need you baby,

Why, why,

I’m a catch you,

Creep right in,

Same thing last week,

Fell right, in, a queen, a I left it here, and the second thing echoed out, oh, please, you don’t, see, cream, pie, lie, why, twice, last Thursday,

How about Wednesday?

An is it correct day?

Short cuts?

This love, and five marooned, on a haunted island,

An I’m not ready for this test, I quite like it, growing, seizing, blazing, the trail, of tomorrow,

And not now, I don’t need my lunch, just quit it, its too far in, between things, two queens, and a penis.

A no, don’t leave me there, put me down here, sort of near, queer, how about I go first?

I don’t go to school, me neither, and her dear sister, oh, I’ve learned, I’ve earned, fell right on the mountain, said I’m between things, I couldn’t have known it, this Buddhist, this crime, this lime, thyme, and posterity, is too easy, quiz me,

What’s two plus two? No I don’t like this rhyme, why am I, doodling, cadoodling, a follow the lines, between these crimes, these no good, its thyme, a lime, to turn off, the server, the better, I’ll see you this Friday, an I’m okay, a why am I doing this, today? Lame, fame, and crime,

Is how I’ll get through it this time,

Oh why am I? In this guy’s play, this I’m going to quit on Thursday, a believe me, such a cute evee, a why am I always thinking of her? Ah, I’ll get to it on next week, an I’ll seek, a crown, when I’m around.

An I’ll sell you for forty cents,

For the rent,

For the,

Send her to my room,

A loom, and a second thing, echoed out, I’m going to shout, don’t pout, I’m a little creeped out,

Don’t shout, do I have to play hero today? I’m tired of her, okay, and I’ll believe it, I need it, I crave it.

An I’ll save it, and magic was thrown up, last Saturday, an I bet you can fit in, an I’ll see you later, queen, quite lean, an what will pop out, don’t shout, a grouch, an old man and his wife, a life, an I’ll see you on, when’s the day, I’m late, a quit it, I’ll shout, a let me out, grouch, pouch, how about lunch?

An I hope I’ll get away with it,

A look at the skills of this poet,

He doesn’t show it,

But he’ll learn, yeah,

What’s out in the world,

An I’ll learn, to wait for the next song, how long,

Took a while this time, a crime, an I’ll tell on you and mom, this song, smooth jazz, an I saw you last, at, work?

No, I quit, its been going on too long, I shouldn’t have to wait for next eternity, a show it to me, an I need this, would like to believe this, feed on him, for the next three seasons, and I’ll throw him out, say I’ve had enough, of this lunch, a don’t shout, an I’m in love, with, this, quit it,

And an I hope to live it,

Quit it,

I’m not a fan of Jesus.