Earth

Its really weaving through this reality, everything,

All those dreams, those sins,

Heaven and hell,

Passing through, magic,

And spacecraft, aliens, UFO's,

Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.

And the fallout kids,

The zombie hunters,

The my mom made my lunch,

School, suburbia, dreams,

The Mary passing through,

Will she get eaten?

Or will I wait for my reward,

When the next thing,

Comes along, strutting through,

Those fat ass cheeks, so,

Inviting, a taste,

Cherry coke,

Pop.

Toad

Who's tired of their skin?

I wish I could morph, into some,

Amphibious creature, long tongue,

Picking bugs, out of the air,

Find a tasty caterpillar, tongue attack,

No, Mr. Toad! I want to grow,

Be a butterfly, and I'd say,

Get in my tummy, worm girls,

Yum, yum, and I'd live in a swamp.