Wacko As Geckos

Going over all willy nilly and got billed.
Bust like a pest you be bested,
Green corns stalks reeds, very much needed.
Noses just don’t stand up or understand.
You dominate the paramedics, medic medic medic!
Mobile phones aren’t protected by bile.
Mountains are fountains in massive scale.
A while does not mean awhile, duck pucked.
Buck up and give us bucks, or fuck off.
Murder like a blunder, blinding us all.
Kettle shouldn’t be butter or noses.
What is being blighted? Light or else.
Such a mad cat, mad hat, mad nut.
Nannies are in the boonies, such cute bunnies.
Goodness are just that, foodness.
Its a rut in a nutty tubby nut, all going to hell.
Muddy and ruddy, rude as a lude with an attitude.
Gathering may be a ring, but stalks are talking.
Zippers with dippers, that’s a dapper idea.

Big Hug

They all got bigots in their pockets,
Quacking like there’s a quake,
That’s why we need a milkshake.
Break bones, why bother loners?

Legos literally don’t let go,
They really stick like a duck.
There’s a tomboy, skating around.
It’s the boxes, it’s the boxes.
Hexes all over, hexes on noses.

Red shattered thread that has migrations,
Illusions are fusions into reality,
Opening a veal cutter to strike,
Yellow boat, about to be afloat.
Lag like a skag-king, you got pucks.
Glad like a laddie skipping over rocks.

Chickens Are Tracking

Fuckin’ duck, what pucks away the buck?
Goddamn right, tin can tin can.
Wacko people are itchy like bitches.
Help the sleep sheep, out of beer.
As the sun falls, the canoes flies with bugs.

What is a danger within danger circle?
Underrooting everything to the oblivion point.
Unsafe, unsafe, unsafe, unsafe.
Yet just like a fucking duck cafe with a fare.
Poked by a needle, needs to have a bard.
Bits of insanity falls, to truth and fear.

Deal for the real, but I’m fucked.
Xanax be a flux, fluke, flute.
Not a klingon, but we are king period.
There’s a dog that bathes himself.
Bark might as well fall off. Bark bark.

Worlds apart, indeed. Be a part of it all.
People get so tall, they fall.
Locked in everything and fucking chickens.
Blitz to a flitz, fizz out.
Pretzels get into knots but they have straightened.
What’s a life within a mind?