Built For Death

With its legs counting eight
The Spider, full of hate
Constructs its fiendish web
Thee perfect death bed

Awaiting his prey
Til that moment of day
That the Fly navigates to hell
The web his prison cell

Stuggling entagles him more
As the Spider creeps up from the floor
Has the Fly met his maker?
The eight-legged life taker?

Wrapping the Fly up neat
The Spider saves him later for a treat
Fixing the web and adding a patch
The Spider hides again to wait his next catch

Wake to Sleep

Asleep in my bed, rolled in a ball
Warm as can be, away from it all
Eyes shut real tight, thoughts dance around
Dreams in my head, I don't hear a sound
At peace and yet restless I am all the night
Dreams seem scary, and the nightmares alright

Para-spective

What's really going on?
You, me, the world
Sailing ships + acid trips
Asteroids + Steroids
the end is here it's all clear
is there really a space station Mir?
The lies, the truth, and the thin blue line
Politics, hatred just all wasted time

not answering the phone - nervous talker

got's to write a poem
bitches on my ass
at the bar last
now i'm the big asshole
just ordered beer
"catch up you queer!"
the guys are yellin
gut is swellin
that's what i get
for not answering the phone

lack of dartboard - stick boy

o how there is no dartboard
which why there are no people
if only u had a dartboard
u would have more people

o how u are so beautiful
a dartboard would be so original
but you'll still make us cum
more ways than one

why the yankees suck! - nervous talker

do i really give a fuck
i wear a hat
not a u-ni-form
yet you mock and yell
until i'm forlorn
to a game i loved
when i was a kid
so i wear a yankees lid
as for the sox
they're brown, stained, and sux

jim's steak out - stick boy

i love the philly cheese
it is so aimed to please
how i would love to run my own
but i could barely afford my phone
o how i love the liquid cheese
because it is aimed to please
even though the people are sketchy
i will still find a way to be wealthy
if only i owned a jim's
i would be rakin' in the benjamins