lookin' for my soul, oh, vagabond-buddha /
oh, hiawatha, wanna be with-ya /
which way, sistah / just call me mistah
starshine-superfly / don't know why I jive
just stayin' alive another day / another way
another sylvester-saint in the daisy-chain-
gang / cool-hand-luke no-cahoots "what
we have here is failure-to-communicate"
whack––with a cane––ouch––down the hill,
bake me a cake / and put in a pill don't
leave it in the rain don't talk me out of
my imaginary pain / my imaginary pleasure
lookin' for a leisure-suit at goodwill to
freak out my grrlfrien' then-go-to-the-mall & buy some
bling-bling / wanna make her sing / so many
things get lost in the shuffle.
dj
12-17-15
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