Tuesday, May 28, 2024

A Walk, A Crawl, A Roll, and A Skip

 A Walk, A Crawl, A Roll, and A Skip


Dah, Di, Dee, Dah, Dah, Dee, Dah,

Scratch my torso, it itches, 

Cone heads are superior baubles,

The beast lies within every beauty,

Dah, Di, Dee, Dah, Dah, Dee, Dah,

A quarter of the man I used to be,

Is that the man or woman in you?

I'm not small, I'm economical,

Dah, Di, Dee, Dah, Dah, Dee, Dah,

We're human anomalies,

Distortion of a bent mind

Wayward genes of a forgotten god!


- John Hardesty 



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