Random Shit

Easy green foliage is talking
Rip the portrait and burn it as well
Red lightning electrifies the eyes
Stoned poet takes a nap on his bed
Wake at six to mute the wind's cold cries
Pull the blinds, no one would ever tell
Jet when they come to your door knocking
       Cheap cigs and a pack of gorillas
       Elephants and dodos in villas

Loud remarks on a city corner
Eighteen golfers do a hole in one
Pack your bags early, we're going home
Roses have thorns and herbs have weeds
I've got nothing to do but write this poem
Snap out of it, just a suggestion
Lean downwards towards our planet Earth
       Cut the umbilical cord early
       Have it longer and perhaps oily

Fences help keep the burglars away
Universal ideas explode
Chunks of ash fall onto everyone
Know thyself first 'ere judging others
You'll take my ______ on one condition
Only those who matter know the code
Underneath small pieces coloured grey
       Fabrications of our evil minds
       Unicycles too rusty to budge