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I’ve got my sh!t together (with AndyJHale)
Plastic flowers never die such,
I heard some people say as much.
They sunbathe on my windowsill.
My plastic flowers, colorless
Are wilting from the sun’s distress
From sunbaths on the windowsill.
I’ve got my shit together.
I’d love to toss a chorus or refrain
Into the filthy mix, with salt to taste.
One at a time, six egg whites, stirred with haste
Then add a dollop of anchove paste.
Preheat the oven, set on high all day,
Then you will have a song on Hit Parade!
I’m on a steady diet of
Varieties of plastic fruit
That vanish on my way en route.
The noon day sun broke in my house
While playing with the cat & mouse.
Whoever knew or thought of that?
I’ve got my shit together.
I’m back! to toss a chorus or refrain
Into the icing for a marble cake.
Cream in the butter till a senseless heap
Then spread on top & sides two-fingers deep.
Turn up the ‘fridge and put the cake inside.
Next week you’ll have a Grammy by its side!
My demons run from sun straight up.
They’re stealing all of my sunshine,
But no one says that it’s a crime.
I’ve got my shit together.
Plain font is Andy,
Italicized font I think is me. ;)
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