6 June 2012
It's no big deal yet it shoves stuff up my bottom,
A love undead but it handcuffs me.
Sweat floating around the air,
Like hot air balloons on that day...
Life is a tree with roots stuck in marble flooring,
Break it off, you're losing a lot of your money's working.
So Momma Nature puts up sweaty deo,
Pulls up her pants to cover her sloppy cover up.
It is from the God's ,
Something deep is occurring.
A weird unknown smell is uncovering,
It's my cousin forgotten to flush but that's troubling.
If he forgot, what's to say that man or woman above,
Has forgotten about his tropical sundae,
We're just ingredients...
So when this irritating idgy stuff comes down from the divine,
I don't have to smile and think fine.
I can always switch on the cool in the air conditioner,
Say damn you to some police commissioner.
Irritating Divine • Opuss № I