Quite powerless, though
The wood stove works fine. How’s your
stormy day going?
Stormy day going
to be a wet one, all right.
Got your bumbershoot?
Got your Bumbershoot
tickets? A festival in
Seattle. Music!
Aside: I googled “bumbershoot” to get synonyms, and this festival popped up.
Seattle music
is fine, but not as good as
Cleveland music, yo!
Cleveland music, yo!
From Nine Inch Nails to Joe Walsh,
this scene has it all
this scene has it all
mute bards, clumsy rogues, drunk monks
Even drugged out elves
Even drugged out elves
would do a much better job
than the orange turd.
“…Than the orange turd.”
Anyone’s better than that,
but eyeliner guy.
“But Eyeliner Guy,”
an obscure supervillain
demanded, “Why now?”
Demanded, “Why now?”
“I don’t know,” I shrugged. “Maybe
we can try later.”
We can try later
but not much. Time is fleeting.
Madness takes its toll.
Madness takes its toll
But if madness has method
Justice may prevail
Justice may prevail,
but we all must strive for it!
It won’t just happen.
It won’t just happen
if we don’t make it happen,
We’re gonna do it!
We’re gonna do it!
I lose my virginity.
That did not take long.
That did not take long.
You can always depend on
Hamburger Helper.
Hamburger Helper
Sure tastes great on its own
Maybe call it Helper
Maybe call it Helper.
Santa’s Little Helper is
a very long name.
A very long name:
John Jacob Jingleheimer
Schmidt. It’s NOT my name.
Schmidt, it’s NOT my name,
and beef, it’s NOT for dinner.
And now you all know!