Dinnertime Chorus
The teapot sang as the water boiledThe ice cubes cackled in their glass
the teacups chattered to one another.
While the chairs were passing gas
The gravy gurgled merrily
As the oil danced in a pan.
Oh my dinnertime chorus
What a lovely, lovely clan!
The Gastronomic Gym
Pasta twirling and spinning,peas do vertical jumps
mashed potatoes swimming.
meat doing bench press and pumps.
Food has begun to exercise
but it’s not in any gym.
My brother said its happening
right inside of him.
Lyrics to The Personification Of My Heart :
ripped in two my heart cries out loud,
"why are you doing this to me?" "oh god, I'm sorry," is my only reply.
I scribble down your name on this blank page that is no longer waiting for my ink
I slip into sleep and awake finding your name crossed out,
like it was never meant to be there in the first place
in my hand lies the pen, the weapon of choice
my pen is mightier than your heartbreaking voice
now I'll write I love you down the same number of times you said it to me
then I'll shove the hundreds of pages down your throat
so you can use them for the next fool
that comes around and thinks you're the world.
"why are you doing this to me?" "oh god, I'm sorry," is my only reply.
I scribble down your name on this blank page that is no longer waiting for my ink
I slip into sleep and awake finding your name crossed out,
like it was never meant to be there in the first place
in my hand lies the pen, the weapon of choice
my pen is mightier than your heartbreaking voice
now I'll write I love you down the same number of times you said it to me
then I'll shove the hundreds of pages down your throat
so you can use them for the next fool
that comes around and thinks you're the world.
