I will be glazing the walls of my
roof bedroom with melted glass. I think
that will suppress my noises when I am acting like I am not there when my uncle
and his wife are back in their owned home, downstairs. I eat ants and drink what I save from the
roof’s gutters. I am full of Pride and
Cultural Identity. I am so full of Pride
that I throw it up and people can’t stand what’s coming out of my mouth. It doesn’t just come out of my mouth. I just wish I had a gun so those people
couldn’t stand anymore. When I think of that
original American hero and one of the most gallant and visionary men to ever
walk the face of the Earth, I take money out of people’s pockets and drive away
with their car or two, in order to increase their admiration of me.
I’ve recently been hired by
someone to cut a piece of board in order to catch some snoozy racoon sleeping
aside their house. He thinks that it
pays to pay someone in a cult to make peace with the bored. All those boozy tycoons make money off of someone
else’s house. A homer sure swings those
bats around. And not just around
town. They are not just, you are not
just, I am not just. Just call me a toe.
Or even a toad. I like to wart
around.
Every week day, from nine to five,
I go shaking that glass of water I am holding under command to make a
wave. Rinsing the dishes in that
stinkin’ kitchen sink makes me send out a wave.
Flushing the toilet makes me even waver.
Sitting down in the bathtub breaks those waves. Or is that cakes those waves? Anyway, some stream in the forest quakes a
lot of waves. I saw a boat on the lake
making a wave. It didn’t make no waves
before I sawed it open. That moon around
the Earth’s oceans sure makes Meteors wave.
The Sun on the planets takes our waves.
The Radiation across the Universe waits for us to wave.
I acted like I was working, and
then I looked. The boss was coming down
the hall singing:
Go speak Physics Al
Physics Al
You Got to leak
Physics Al
Physics Al
Physics Albert
Einstein
Physics Mr. Blind
Mind.
That got me to hide behind the
door and yell:
Instead, I Honor
Fidel, Caster Oil
I Am Fed Up With
All You Ketchup Owls
You Need To Free Off Catched Fowls
You Say I Am Just A
Cast Of Bowels
You’re Pure Sure Casket Fouls.
I’m finally admitting that I’ve
got gas. Gastroenteritis. Not your car’s
tire. The entire. And I sure am tired. A gas cactus. I’m gas taxes. Gastronomy. Gas tries on me. Gasteronium.
Gas turd on me and you. That bird
made dots on me and you. Gas throws
inter eruptions entirely with gas elbows in that gazebo. Watch my gas rethrow. I am so good that all can go is up. Watch me throw up. I am rethrow active.
My co-worker told me that coming
up is Easter. I asked, “Ease Air?” And he said,
“Eat Bear.” I said it is my job
to “Lease Beer”. And he said that I am a “Grease Rear”. That got to “My Geer”. He sighed, “You think you are Germany
There. You are just Germy Here.” He is not just a co-worker; he is a Cow
Porker. And I am a Coward Liar.
I don’t want to have to work, I
just want to buy, and it does not matter to me that someone else did the work
to pay for what I want to buy. I really,
truly don’t even know how to work what I buy, or what I bought before and am
replacing it now using someone else’s work payments. It is amazing that I am being truly about
something. So, Who cares if that person
wanted to save the money worked hard for in the past in order to enjoy what
that person made now.
I still acted like I did what the
Boss told me. And then, when the ion
thickens, so much radiation is in the tube to my skull. Skull Low, Sis? As Low as All Lows Moans Me. Moan See More? Intestinal Integrity. You’ll Test Me? You sure are gritty. Integration or In Tag For Graduation? I do that Gradually. You sure Grad Duels with Me.
The guy in the next department
told me that Star gazing is better than Fires Blazing and with me up the
chimney, the job is better than meat pucks against your kidneys.
I asked, “So the Sky is the
Limit?”
And my work partner said, “Or, Is
This Guy is A Nit Wit!”
The walking by Boss shouted, “With
What?”
And the Boss of the next
department claimed, “Witch Watt!”
My work life keeps going on. This sure is my Nostalgia with Furry Toes
Nicked Too. That’s convinced me because
my Boss said, “As usual, a nick goes here, a nick goes there, snicker kicker
everywhere. How would you like to be
going to my Hall? Well, with my Hair and
my Oats, you are my Goat.”
And my group leader said, “Ten,
nine, eight, seven. This is my count
down to take off your coats. I’m a Count
whether you are up or down. And you make
my weather down, you clown.”
My work partner asked him, “Are
you talking about your Holland Boats?”
And the group leader asked back, “Are
you asking me about Both Boats?”
I told them, “I have a Boat on my
Left Foot and a Boat on my Right Foot.”
And the Boss shouted, “Your Left
Foot just Left and your Right Foot ain’t Right!”
Causing the group leader to tell
us, “You are such a Boat Eenie.”
My work partner snickered, “Eenie
Meany Mighty Joe.”
And I said, “You sure are a Joe
Curse.”
When I got home from work, I said
to my neighbor, “Hey! Ted!
These days I sure am Hated!”
And he said, “That’s Garbage. Garbage.
Garbage. They call you full of
Garbage. You really are a Jolly Robot
with a Face Like Sloth. A Soiled Goon in
a Maze Like Moths.”
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