The bird on my head
Is laughing at me,
For what it is about to do
Is beyond my control.
With my hands and feet
Tied together for extra security,
The lunch I was promised
Is beyond reach.
A boca burger with soy cheese
And a side order of rings
Is laughing at me,
Knowing what I cannot do.
And the hunger kills
I haven't eaten in three days,
Here with the bird on my head
looking at my lunch.
Is laughing at me,
For what it is about to do
Is beyond my control.
With my hands and feet
Tied together for extra security,
The lunch I was promised
Is beyond reach.
A boca burger with soy cheese
And a side order of rings
Is laughing at me,
Knowing what I cannot do.
And the hunger kills
I haven't eaten in three days,
Here with the bird on my head
looking at my lunch.
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Re: The bird on my head
Sun, March 23, 2008 - 6:43 PMLucky for you
I'm not the morality police
Lucky for you
I'm not the morality police
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Re: The bird on my head
Sun, March 23, 2008 - 6:46 PMIf the the thought that counts is 'lucky', then...OK... I would take that.
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