The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age

twenty second century fox

sanity check's in the mail

my alter ego is jailed

and the fun house is closed

hey should I pierce my nose

 

bruised my ego and neck

I'm strolling Titanic's deck

waiting for the collapse

how much time will elapse

 

if the time is now

will my bus be late

if you show me how

could I learn how to hate

 

my mind is twisted but slow

my body's ready to go

and least it was back then

will you still be my friend

 

wait, do I even know you

are you on Facebook

did we chat at LinkedIn

tell me how do I look

 

does this dress make me fat

are you really all that

what would Kardashian say

me, I just wanna get laid

 

Comments

My bus was taken off line. haahah

Oh deary, I am on that Titanic at least a couple times a week!


You DO have a way with words.  "Do I even know you. Are you on Facebook."  Our society in a nutshell.


Thanks, Ramona.  I tend to get a little sardonic sometimes, lol.  Thanks for enjoying it.


"I just wanna..." Baby, I am here to help. (I remember the TPM pic-washed out color, but clear enuff)

Hahahaha!  Well, um....thanks!  Wink


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