apple sauce.

you have a fancy foot attached to your left foot
and it dances in the breeze
like a free unicorn amongst the land of nipples

What's that Itch?

This time I asked Judy to close the can of Paris.
She neglected to do it.
So I rolled up my Nutella filled crepe
Uncle Ryan makes world famous crepes
Most of them contain cheetah byproduct.
Don't tell a soul.
I believe it strikes the birthmark with a grundle,
then rolls around in glitter of Jesus.
Judy collapsed into her left inverted nipples favorite neon green blow-up love seat.
Which never witnessed love - because those nips were incapable of love to the third degree

Lavender Sands

Envelopes
of
zee-bra's
with large pants
from mary, who,
unwillingly made 463 batch of Bulgarian toothpaste
which ironically
my left nipple celebrated
for it had only been guaranteed
a hooter bopper,
at that moment
I grabbed my neighbors tissle tassle
which smelt like a bacon office.
STOP!
Dont waste the butter farts,
they are a unit,
full of morphed registers that ask
for you to

lick

thousands upon thousands lavender sands.

It was at that moment poop fell from the ceiling of my uncles chevy
which sank into uranus,
not the planet... yea... you're grossed out.

BUT its not your spark to tango with
Your highlights are really lowlights
with
midlights in-between
three lights.

You Borrowed my pencil.

you make my pretty pony swoon for justice
I will stun you for justice rather pony
I will be stunned for justice, not a pony
I'm for justice rather than be stunned to pony
Not justice for me, be stunned by pony
I'm looking for justice, be stunned by pony
I'm for justice, we are stunned by the pony.
I'm for justice, we are surprised by the pony.
I'm for justice, we are surprised by the pony.

Haikuzzeeee

You make with him now
And then there will be baby
Your nipple is dead.

pockets

i guess we put pockets on pants when we started having stuff
stuff that we wanted with us all the time....
like pocket knives...and pocket watches...
and match box cars....
stuff that felt so good in our pockets.....
that we couldnt put it n e where else but in a pocket.....
pocket dust bunnies... pocket rocks and rockets....

Sulfrikados

Orange people named Sulfrikados
they shake my hand
ask me for a pencil
I say:
These pencils aren't meant for your kind
Sulfrikados aren't capable of much.
Writing with a pencil just happens to be one of those things.

Then they all said:
We are all here to fall in love... we saw it on TV
It looks so swanky.
Me:
I guess it's swanky... but... you can't just expect to fall in love
They:
well then... how does it happen?
Me:
I don't know.