IF YOU WERE FOOL ENOUGH TO….
If you were fool enough to ask me things that better be
What I’d rather do twiddle-doo twiddle-dee if I were free
Yes, if you lived in a caved-in sagging igloo like our Magoo
I’d say go to sleep thinking of sweet Sue in downy mildew
Suck honey sirupy through wildly singing tulip stalks
Wake up on clouds fluffy where this world ne’er baulks
Better be listening to long King Crimson aubades fade
Than bang through Doors the mashed ear-drum brigade
Toss through worlds where logico-tractatus makes sense
Than watch elected hypocrites lipservice nuclear rea mens
Who would grudge me leave fuming in contours cannabis
Away from all this ritual rigmarole: watch praying-mantis
Mount your own back to munch your own squirting penises
What a donna-wetter way to perpetuate the human species
(c) T. Wignesan - Paris, 2017
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