Surely by now it’s nearly almost hilariants, They’re walking around
Without a worry, As all the bleeding variants share their glory Of all that –
“what’s been found” now. I want my cavalier, my all to leisure back. Cause all this science is too tedious to track.
Regardless of the stirrings
And the careful choices voices whirring.
I’ve thought enough about it!
I just can’t stand to hear them shout it.
Besides, it fences’me in
When they’re visiting their kin
Or even those that mighta spite’uh been
Or all tantalizingly compromising whisperings of salacious gracious sin.
But all the
cause’d plausibly cursed coursing alarms
from all those non-silent science farms.
Can scarcely,
variously carelessly
do their tiny little harms so precariously.
We’re tired of listening
to the tedious, mischievous, blistering glistening sounds
And all the dadgum plaintive pounding
Fears Reinstated, resounding.
Re-Interated.
Recalculated! Incarcerated!
ReBounding! Isolation at this station!
No more!
It all seems …
such a bore
BA-Two point, Juan Zoo, One
Oh gosh now,
just what might it be
to yet demand to destroy all our fun
Again at hand.
Or monkey pox
Or dogs in socks?
Or swine flu, that again too?
No better bitter name than that ?
No thanks- I’ll never wear the flattened hat across my face.
So what
if surgeon’s still
Are Veiled like a virgin in a passing car.
That’s their bag,
sure they better never
bitter weather drag me, I can see!
Down that alley
Or confine me
No safer surer space you find see.
I’ll put ‘m in their place, comrade ennui.
Meanwhile
I got my gun,
And lots of bullets
so just watch’m run
That’ll do it!