a . d e e p . s h a d e . o f . a . s h a l l o w . c o l o r
1 2 . n o v e m b e r , 2 0 1 9
n e x t
i'm hard
of hearing and
you're wet
behind the ears
one hundred years
you're green
with envy and
i'm pink,
(i’m tickled…)
don't make your mother cry
she swept me off my feet
your father's a dreamy guy
he's got the old back beat
and you're a chip off the old block
you're stacked
in favor and
i'm hung...
hung out to dry
this is a lie
i'm red
all over and
you're blue,
(you’re turning…)
go ask your mother why
she sniffs the toilet seat
your father's a steaming pile
he's got a small pee-pee
and you're a chip off the old block