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.
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