Washing Down the Moon

The moon is lopsided

I think someone dented it

I hope they have insurance

You can push with all your might

But you can only pull with your weight

If that is not enough, it is you who moves, not the object

Physics is a bitch

I don’t like sciences with equations that can be solved

Makes it harder to fake that you know what your talking about

The great mouth of the earth

Smiles and gnashes its mountainous teeth

We are all food

Flies do not hesitate

900 facets to look through

And no time to decide

Cows would eat us if they could

They think about it a lot

How much grass can you eat?

High fructose corn syrup

On the cob

Two hump caramel

The mind is a zoo for our memories

Sometimes we try to simulate their natural enviorment

But usually they sleep in empty cages

If I could live on the moon I would

But what would I wash it down with

Things Other People Should Do

Someone should invent a reverse microwave.
No, not something that would unpop popcorn, that would be stupid.
I mean something that I could take a warm soda, put it in, push a button, and thirty seconds later have a cold soda.
Is that so much to ask of science.

Deep Hot Water

Struggle though I might

No matter how hard I kick
No matter how hard I fight

The surface is out of reach
And air tight

And the temperature’s starting to rise

Struggle though I do

I’m still going down deep
Deep down in the blue

Becoming a piece of
Meat in this stew

Swimming in the deep hot water

And it boils my blood

When I think about those
Who escaped this flood

Breathing the air
And stuck in the mud

Watching me come to a boil

It irks me

Jerks my chain to be
Stuck in this sea

Just who is this soup
That I’m in gonna feed

Swimming in the deep hot water

OolgloO; Alien Palendrome

On the Menu

A Bedwetters Prayer

As I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my pee will keep
If I pee before I wake
I pray it will not form a lake

Sniff or Snarf