Saturday, August 25, 2012

Too much wine and Too many idiots.

They make no sense
They scurry and they ask
They wonder and they hide

They do everything a curious little mouse does
But when confronted
They claim to be a fully grown human being

Silly, silly, silly.
They wander about
Like bubbles from a child's toy

They float
They rise
They pop

Idiocy more blatant than post-it on your face
Disguised as cute intentions
But actually just wild and furious desire.

What a bunch of fools

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