Feeling Rockstar?
Just you wait.
Feeling illusory?
Only joking (j/k).
Life getting away?
Perhaps this is why
Mick Jagger and
convalescent home
iconography...
Feeling awry?
So now what?
Nevermind.
Trampy?
Then it’ll be
I love you.
But don’t
bring me down
tomorrow. Take
this tomato as a
token of my vodka.
Somewhat impatient?
Can’t finish a little loud?
Remember what
a little willie
will do. Leave
the room to
all the girls
you’ve loved.
Have that talk. Up?
Don’t wonder such.
Cash Johnny into
Eastern medicine.
Wonder what a real
psychiatrist would.
ROCK THE SPOUSE!
Sh! (Intro to Poetry)
Love it all night long.
Savor. John Paul that
sucker! Make like a
candle
and blow. Let each
rise
to the occasion.
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