Consciousness was like an iceberg
Raised from the surface of long naps
To face the full light of an infinite day.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Chuck Berry
Since I exist
Nothing’s perfect
Said the wino to a big parrot
Sitting nonchalantly on his shoulder
Nibbling graham crackers while cursing,
“Come along now ladies, the shows about to begin!”
And the old sailor reached a filthy hand deep into his pocket
Pulling out a faded picture of the parrot’s mate he began to holler
I’ll give anybody a dollar who can tell me the name of this here parrot!
Suddenly a small boy in back of the crowd jumps up and says, it’s Maybelline.
Nothing’s perfect
Said the wino to a big parrot
Sitting nonchalantly on his shoulder
Nibbling graham crackers while cursing,
“Come along now ladies, the shows about to begin!”
And the old sailor reached a filthy hand deep into his pocket
Pulling out a faded picture of the parrot’s mate he began to holler
I’ll give anybody a dollar who can tell me the name of this here parrot!
Suddenly a small boy in back of the crowd jumps up and says, it’s Maybelline.
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