shoot the moon

[saw]

if it smells like nirvana.....
oh oh, I hear the pathos
of little feet, do I dare
make the inexorable sojourn

they tell me couch potatoes are losers
their eyes fall out watching the box
stuffing too many taco grande supremes
down their listless throats

e-bay's a temporary tonic
for the crestfallen, methadone
for laziness, why go outside anymore
I got my pizza, my mixed nuts

my objet d'art jumbo screen
I paid the utility company, I hide
from my stupid neighbors, whatchamacallit
next door, doofus down the street

I got my savoy truffle in the drawer
my salt and vinegar pringles, this is
an age of miracles, who needs a bunker
my apartment is safe enough, I got my

K Mart photos placed in strategic places
always in view, where i sit, where I walk
I've got a life, it ain't rococo, it's even better
a little slice of rocky road

dreams can come true
my boss at the 7-11 told me just last night
I have the right stuff
to be a damn good manager one day

[dadio]

couldn't have put it better myself. Excellente!

[the mingo]

as I heard Perry Mason once say with a raised eyebrow, "Well, is it the truth?"
Ha - thx saw.

[Kailashana]

o stfu!

[mnaz]

haha
the secret of happiness is low expectations? ...

[revolutionrabbit]

7 11 is kinda like the existential vacuum on smoothies.

(oh, i mean slushies, or whatever the call em now)

[saw]

thanx colleagues......loved your comments !