Nobody is out to get me, they're busy being somebody 

Who'd resort to islands full of nuts 

When the shell game is run on peaguts 

We're all allergic to in theory not practice

Good with jelly unavailable but on back order 

The weight in line takes all time, grinds the flowomind 

Easy to lose waiting, meanwhile 

Everybody fat dwindles to a box around the cat 

That both meows and barks the tree a new eternity

Held by a string that's just theory, 

Pull on the belt that's where the navel officered birth 

Nothing is out to fetch me 

High on the alps of snow, flakes stair the thousand year stares, aeons to go 

Save the bloom, the bloomadier 

May pops in hospitable warmth the next allthing, 

What the banker hoard a bouquet of numbers 

Smelly to bears for honey reminders 

That's how where get found, parsed in lost and ground 

In the bulk twit aisle 

On the escalator smile, not waving hello redwhitenblu 

But how'd you do in the middle of the chew 

Cotton for candy that's her best relaxative, 

Picking apart teeth for the fillings subtracted 

Buy a parachute it softens the know, 

But we wooda chucked it to the dumbchuck that's how monopoly lops, 

Ain't nowhere not to be, that's public infamy, watering the tree 

Pull your pants up, lace round the shoes, every action is guilty to the board of allfence 

Neither hardy or transparent 

But full of brave guesses, darts keep flying and no target misses