Thursday, May 13, 2010

Condoms or hand puppets?
Condoms or hand puppets?
That’s what I asked myself
When I was packing up my sports bag
For whichever item I chose to take with me
Would certainly effect which direction I would go
When I finished up at the gym
On this hot sweltering June night
They say that if you see cows lying down in the grass
That is going to rain
So I asked my mom when we drove by Klaus’s house
That if his dad was lying in the grass
Does that also mean it’s going to rain?
She said no
It just means he’s drunk again
I wanted to write a song for Tithwilla
She is beautiful
So wrote it and put it in her locker
It’s titled;
‘Nothing can come between us’
You are sexy
Really sexy
Sexy sexy sexy
I’d like to do
the sex with you
(chorus)
Nothing can come between us
But my penis
Nothing can come between us
But my penis
You are a hotty
You are a hotty hot hotty
(repeat chorus 26 times)
I’ve been suspended from school
Adults don’t understand
I’ll bet Tithwilla showed our home room teacher the song
To show how much I loved her and how she loved it
But adults always misconstrue young kids and their harmless actions
I may have to resort to my interpretive dance of the song
Out in front of the school during lunch
Then all will know the strength of love…