In becoming a fan, have I become a fanatic?
Is this a fantasy or am I a mental acrobatic?
Why does imagination take a rap?
People get paid to think outside the lap!
Is it so bad not to have a Linus blanket?
Now we have cell phones as the racket!
What are we doing with memorization?
When constantly we need a vacation?
Killing off the brain cells with all we consume
Can’t cherish the moments or smell the bloom
I suppose enjoyment comes from all that pleasure
And what has been lost, we cannot measure
Emotions are so easy to manipulate
Thus, our brain becomes cheese to grate
To think a man’s mind as waffles
Is a statement true to boffle
And the woman’s mind is spaghetti?
We’re not at the armed and ready?
Oh Cockypock! I see morning wood (male)
Oh Meathead! I see female orgasms
Sorry to get so sassy, but it’s dumb
And everyone has each other under thumb
Maybe someday we’ll pull out a plum
And say ‘Oh what a good human in RUM!’
Now it’s time for me to run
As I continue my place in the sun.