Wake up in terror
Exonerate the flavor
Go for fishes in the sea
Chopping block prep party
Watch it as it grows
Keeps you on your toes
Standing for woes
And many Oh No’s!
Break your nose into rice
And in that do I slice
Away another day
Into pecan pie eighths
And wonder where it solves
Like pituitary gloves
Assassinate the ego
My brain says we go
Every activity under wraps
Tell them it’s a trap
And I’ll butcher the calf
Stew for sauce, rosemary, thyme
Waiting on checks like a dime
I’m just wasting time.
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