and i thought i was gay
and i thought i was gay
you ain't even seen the stuff i took seriously.
MERRY AND PIPPIN
Small furry whirlwinds
blowing through the house.
They explode from containment
and sprint through the yard,
yipping with excitement.
Raw edge of joy burned away, they turn
and make their way back.
They ask politely to come inside,
and then they welcome me home,
with bright adoring eyes.
POETRY IS A VITAL PART OF EDUCATION
SHORT PEOPLE
Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason
To live
They got little hands
And little eyes
And they walk around
Tellin' great big lies
They got little noses
And tiny little teeth
They wear platform shoes
On their nasty little feet
Well, I don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
'Round here
Short people are just the same
As you and I
(A fool such as I)
All men are brothers
Until the day they die
(It's a wonderful world)
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody
To love
They got little baby legs
And they stand so low
You got to pick 'em up
Just to say hello
They got little cars
That got beep, beep, beep
They got little voices
Goin' peep, peep, peep
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds
They're gonna get you every time
Well, I don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
'Round here
fuck you randy newman
how DARE you mock my ART
Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way
There's too much coke and too much smoke
Look what's going on inside you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Angel of darkness is upon you
Stuck a needle in your arm
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose
And one more drink fool, will drown you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Now they call you Prince Charming
Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes
Say you'll be all right come tomorrow
But tomorrow might not be here for you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
hey man i ain't the one out here bigoted against short people
Ten bucks said he was able to type that from memory.
As an aside I used to sing that to my HS students to annoy the shit out of them.
Teaching HS is great.
People burn the beanstalk to boil beans,
filtering them to extract juice.
The beanstalks were burnt under the cauldron,
and the beans in the cauldron wailed:
We were originally grown from the same root;
Why should we hound each other to death with such impatience?