Waste A (Life)Time In Broken Rhyme (Rhythm Disincluded)

Photo: a Terraplane grill insignia

 
O, yo, alonesum  
           ceiling fan,  
spin-a-spin-a-spin  
round-a-round-a-round'  
me fabled fick-a-diddle  
           head.  
nearing dead (what he say  
               eye said?)  
 
O, yo, alonesum  
           funk-a-noodle  
                h e a d ,  
ridin really real fast in  
yo'magination's Terraplane.  
Speedin'way past sped.  
              
 Learn play cricket, will'ye?  
          That speed ticket gonna kill ye,  
             ( Like what happened in yr jr.high  
                       detention room, back when detention  
                             was a well-worthy boon).  
 
He who sits in shit, shits in rhythm & that shit's kinda blue,  
         on the ramrod ripple road. So watch yr step,  
              and keep your feet handy. Don'wan do  
                    The Slide in this fckn place. No sir !  
                         No ma'am ! Aye roll wit the ham  
                            on Xmaz tyme, (they told me  
                               twice, it's step-it-up-time  
                                   in thee new world made  
                                     of brok'ed old crap. This  
                                        isn't  
                      when wee wants to dream, the  
          onliest thing______!  
                    Ohfuck!  
    Aye just wanna scream.  
 
 
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