Tuesday, August 25, 2009

misc couplets

as humans we feel like we are so small
like what we do won’t make the planet fall

as we begin our time in the real world
our true artful qualities are unfurled

manage complex external relations
while maximizing profits for your kids

I can read at home and be less sleepy
this game we play at school is so silly

the school is not a place to bring a gun
it could be considered confrontation

I love money as much as the next guy
but these cats make me not want to comply

I worry for you like a brother does
of your stressful life is what it’s because

why can’t you embrace me for who I am?
the skeletons in your closet, god damn

with ease I could read the slides to the class
I’ll get an A but I just want to pass

internet communication can suck
misinterpretation causes a muck

watch out for those who are slower than you
crash into them and a fight may ensue

in death, there’s not something considerate
the darkness and the evil beckons it

I can remember when we used the chalk
the students would cough when they tried to talk

‘cause sandals in restrooms confuses me
it makes me cringe, the wiping of the pee

I can’t wait ‘till we get to the turnstile
It sucks we have to walk this fucking mile

the wind blows competence into your soul
become grounded, grab a hold of this pole

John is so good he makes it seem easy
of course there’s Paul, he helps lots fo sheezy

you try to run away from your success
it’s now apparent that you are the best

the fragile rainforests circle the earth
this country is so wasteful that it hurts

I sit in the outfield and scream and shout
swing and miss, I dare you, ‘cause you’ll get out

I like my clothes to fit me perfectly
I’ll pay you lots of dough to tailor me

it seems like lately the future is now
my hair is greying, falling on my brow

so, time and time again I fall asleep
the lights turn off, it makes me want to weep

the business world itself makes me irate
except that I want money, eff this state

the greediness of my existence hurts
but really I get giddy when I work

galloping horsies, brandishing weapons
you bargain for your life, but it depends

now just as we apply we get denied
don't use paper statements because God minds

I want a sundae with apple compote
I just want to feel food inside my throat

you're not more of a man than I can be
I suggest you promptly make like a tree

legal entity – should I use this thing?
managing an artist can make you sting

an environment of mutual trust
digital media chops are a must

pull on my mustache like you are a child
when I DO shave it off you'll go buck wild

go forth, bring your self and your weaponry
the forest battle, increased by the tree

shave off my beard and I will slit your throat
my rippling muscles are what get your goat

my broadsword will be the ending of you
pillage, be merry, drink up the booze too

shred it up, max, show me how it's done good
you make even james seem like he's no good

spiders and centipedes don't bother me
I remember what it's like not to see

healthy, sumptuous annals of hygiene
it's like we're living so we can be clean

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