Oil Spotted
it comes down without sensation
to a stunning realization
that my nation
has been founded
on the glaring misconception
that my strongly held perception
is reliable and
Yes
I once or twice sure thought it
so
(a rock of ages so)
was it not I who caught
the slightest blink
and gave a wink
and put the lightning
bottled on a shelf
just like a clever elf--
a' dancin' spritely while
the light from every glowing jar
helped me to remember
each sweet star that flashed
the sky and made this guy
release a sigh behind a smile
while all the while
I had no guile
just madly blinding luck
(in my own view)
a bit of deprecating selfness
that just adds to the
bright package
I once believed could
dazzle anyone
but YOU
MUST BE IMMUNE!
to the silken sultry strains
of my hot tune
thus leaving me a
bright and glowing
deeply deepest, redest red
and glowing glist'ning blinding
OH SO
totally enticing and a thrill
for all to see big butt baboon--
who so foolishly forgot to wear his
droopy dra-wers one
sultry fateful hot and bright
mid-summer day
well at least you got a laugh
so, no, I don't regret the gaff
for your sly smile
still lights the path
of my sad way
hey, hey, ho, ho, hooray
well ... hark ... and herald
hoist the flag
and don't let my pi-tard
dangle or I'll nag just like
the donkey on the trail
who thinks the cliff will lead
to no avail and starts to wail
and bray
"oh you moron ...
HEY WE'RE GOING TO DIE!"
I've gone astray for just a bit
to free my frying brain
a moment from this pain
this is insane
what was that song
sung to the throng
who sang along...
now it seems that I was wrong
for not a word or phrase you said
to thrill my heart meant
what I thought it meant
oh, goodness me
oh, golly gee
right from the start I took things wrong
strike the gong and let it resonate
for good is bad and love is hate
and round is square
and curved is straight
and surely I'll be petrified before you love me
if I wait for you
je parley vous wee moi's a fool tujour woo hoo!
close the gate
quick
close the gate
the unicorn is going to flee
and quest for Pegasus above the sea
it's just as sensible as me believing
you were meant for me
amazingly my brain belonged
in some bleak dungeon
where the light of day
would never let a thought escape
and cause this gruesome
heart filet
of soul
to roll away
into a secret dark atoll
down to a lifeless lonely shoal
where I sit and no one truly sees
that even though the moaning
drives the ghosts of ancient
pirates from their graves
and even though they do not try to save me
from my fate, they still are grateful
to discover that they're better off
at rest beneath the waves
and though it is ironic
I've invested all I have
and somehow it is me
who's left to pay
how could I be so foolish
and how did I ever dream
you were as madly drawn to me
as every cell of me was drawn to you
was it not true you said you loved me
and you'd like to partake of me
did I make these things up
solely in my head
are they lies
instead of answers to
my won-ton lusty screams
with crispy noodles and a fantasy
of nudity and naughty schemes of twister
caked with Crisco and a healthy dose of brie...
well it seems
I conjured mightily
and heard the words I wished for
when you never said a single thing
that could've lead me to believe
you even had the slightest thought of
even one brief interlude with me
fo-fi-fum-feeeee
now looky see
I'm up a tree
with my banana
and my polka dot bandanna
and I'm feeling like a circus
might arrive soon
coming
just in time to save me
and restore my sense of worth
and purposed birth
a clever organ grinder grinding
gives me hope and a sweet plan
I could be his red ass monkey
that would give me an excuse
to hop up nimbly next to you
and I could simply
beg you for a
quarter and a
well-earned kiss
it's the way we run the big top
come one for fun
come all and have a ball
the greatest show on Earth
All gleaming, glittering splashed with gold
and wondrous dreams for young and old
sensations of the century
the grandest, largest
best, amusement institution
in the worlds of which we know
and some we don't so clearly see
but there couldn't be a doubt that there's
no show to top this show
so come and see
surely that would catch your eye
perchance a look
and then a stare
at least aware that I exist
well I persist though true the more I do
the bigger fool I prove to be
but it's the bliss you see
the wondrous destiny that
keeps me cast the fool
well ...
so how would that be
miss missy miss ARROOOoooo
I see you getting smaller
and I know you'd be much taller
if you trod the road
and headed towards this guy
but far away you go
I guess you'll never know
you made this prince a toad
and the circus didn't want me
either after all
this spot of oil is left for me
to stand beside
the last I looked
was sitting here my ride...
is a clown amusing
if there's no one to amuse
it's rhetorical you see
as are all things
when you lose.
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Author Notes
Yeah, a little off the deep end. LOL.
Red Lighted: A circus term. A method of getting rid of you: the owner departs without paying while you're not looking (all you see when trying to pick up your check is red lights disappearing down the road); or tells you to meet the circus somewhere, but the circus goes somewhere else; some sources even use this word to mean that an unpopular person is thrown from the back of a moving vehicle. Also "Oil Spotted," the moment when there's just you and the oily stains where the bus used to be.
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