POETRY
Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 7:43 pm
Cosmic Enron Bookkeeping, by Charles Carreon
Well it's May,
and the nuts are gathering.
It's May, and they may be dithering,
But Hey! If you don't mind maundering
They make great company
And, Say! What about that Buddha-guy
He's so amazingly inspiring
I want to install
new wiring
In my old brain.
Yes new,
brand new wiring
To carry all the high grade voltage
That I will soon be carrying
Thanks to my new power trading
Deal with the great big grid in the sky,
The one that won't pass me by.
I'll mint money
It's not funny
Because soon I'll be feeling so high
I'll never ever die.
Well it's May,
and the nuts are gathering.
It's May, and they may be dithering,
But Hey! If you don't mind maundering
They make great company
And, Say! What about that Buddha-guy
He's so amazingly inspiring
I want to install
new wiring
In my old brain.
Yes new,
brand new wiring
To carry all the high grade voltage
That I will soon be carrying
Thanks to my new power trading
Deal with the great big grid in the sky,
The one that won't pass me by.
I'll mint money
It's not funny
Because soon I'll be feeling so high
I'll never ever die.