Obituary of the Mastodons

Attention to all the feeble masses The massive ones have gone, The one’s who once ruled the prairie’s of Kansas Wooly cumbersome saints they were , Yea those ones, yea they are gone, they have left. Now we are left, all, to be unchallenged, un thwarted From our goals of glamorized mediocrity We are now the Conquers , but some how smaller. Attention to all the second rate hacks, fist pumping Jack’s, Attention to the High-heeled princesses vomiting next To an Escalade at three in the morning, Wake up from your reality, it is your time! The great ones have gone! There are no more of the mastodons Weep,for the great hairy Behemoths have left us, Left us, To keep all this beauty.