Yacophony
The last time we all got together
was a real yacophony
The hubble bub of insights
and our mellowing wisdom
knives and forks stabbing through
the self-foolfoolling pats on the back
The rattle from chains of word
associations formed long ago
and unsung idealisms turned realisms
on the fattened yolks of broken ego shells
and the property boom didnt hurt either.
was a real yacophony
The hubble bub of insights
and our mellowing wisdom
knives and forks stabbing through
the self-foolfoolling pats on the back
The rattle from chains of word
associations formed long ago
and unsung idealisms turned realisms
on the fattened yolks of broken ego shells
and the property boom didnt hurt either.
posted by Crunchy Weta at 3:45 AM
3 Comments:
Excellent! =]
Ah, the pretensions...
It is always fun when you get to watch people puff up with their own importance. Taking credit for event driven good fortune is one of my favorites.
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