like orphaned Brazilian mutants. only without anything to gird their loins...


i'd like to see the force do this

Sunday, November 25, 2007

i got mike on my head, but don't call me a mike-head

mike's pandas were potty trained, but he refused
that's how he rolls
with only a cowboy shirt and his caffinated serum, he arm wrestled his destiny
submission is where he hangs his hat
pink wallet, just like in the movies
pink personality, just like in all his shattered expectations
don't you know that backpacks can't carry mercy?
it just seeps right out
out like a trout

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