Yo! Mr. God, I shit you not. Your hot is cold, your cold is hot. Your good is bad, your shit is clean, your nightmares sweet, your dreams obscene... Your lies are true, your verse won't rhyme, your red is blue, your space is time. You're upside down, and inside out, you're straight and quiet; twist and shout... You never see the way I do. You never hear; Are you deaf too? Your dead wood grows, your saplings rot. Yo! Mr. God, I shit you not...
Wow, awesome. Excellent first impression to make...I think I like this more than any I've read here in a long time.
Why, thank you dudes. Youz all awesumn indy autumn too. Great shite... I sit you not! Rael, Crimson is cool, but the whole rainbow is absolutely zero!!! Gnu.
That's good shit. King Crimson is awesome, was this intended to go along with the tune of "21st Century Schizoid Man", or was that just the name of the poem, because as I was reading it I was singing it to the tune of 21st Century Schizoid Man and I don't want to look like an ass.
Ooh, the things you can do when you sniff a Gnu!! (sing along to "Metal Guru" by Marc Bolan, if you have to! ...or better still, go and make $1m. out of it, and give it to the families of people innocently murdered in sub-human power struggles, then you'll look like 'class', my friend!!)
