I'm Late

 I’m Late (FAWM #2)

 

Stayed up all night making love to my girlie                       

The always lazy cross-town bus was early                         

Headed east the sun was burning my eyes                         

I began contemplating certain alibies                                 

 

Martians landed they wanted to debate

A gypsy demanded to predict my fate

Profound mysteries you can’t contemplate

Sorry Charlie I just happen to be late

 

Heaven spoke showing no mercy hail prevailed

My smart son took his final exams and failed

I got a collect call from Preacher Jack

I was weeping over the Pearl Harbor attack

 

Martians landed they wanted to debate

A gypsy demanded to predict my fate

Profound mysteries you can’t contemplate

Sorry Charlie I just happen to be late

 

Philosophy are questions answered for naught

You’re always innocent until you’re finally caught

Money talks but tell me do you want to listen?

You won’t go far in a car without ambition

 

Traffic was heavy and so’s my beating heart

I was awe struck by a random piece of art

Roman soldiers flooded the streets with greed

A lonely beggar pleaded with me to meet his need

 

Martians landed they wanted to debate

A gypsy demanded to predict my fate

Profound mysteries you can’t contemplate

Sorry Charlie I just happen to be late

 

I heard a robin singing captivating

The Ku Klux Klan stopped systematic hating

Peace broke out and flooded both soul and mind

Finally we realized no child left behind

 

Martians landed they wanted to debate

A gypsy demanded to predict my fate

Profound mysteries you can’t contemplate

Sorry Charlie I just happen to be late

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Where’s My Sandwich

Where’s My Sandwich

 

Caught in a pickle down in a green haze                               

I wanted brown mustard just got Mayonnaise                       

Bless my soul I found some fresh Kaiser Rolls                                 

Lunch is heaven when feasting with good trolls                    

 

Where’s my sandwich I want to know

Where’s my sandwich I’m gonna blow

Where’s my sandwich I need to go

Where’s my sandwich I want to know

 

Damn that honey ham sweet as life can be

The bliss of Swiss cheese appeals fine to me

An olive on a toothpick worth five stars

There’s a vet at the bar showing his scars

 

Where’s my sandwich I want to know

Where’s my sandwich I’m gonna blow

Where’s my sandwich I need to go

Where’s my sandwich I want to know

 

Hamburgers piping hot at Mickey D’s

Special two for one coupons if you please

Forget the French fries I’ll just super-size

Stomach tight the delight of giant eyes

 

Where’s my sandwich I want to know

Where’s my sandwich I’m gonna blow

Where’s my sandwich I need to go

Where’s my sandwich I want to know

 

Call the FBI ring up the CIA

Where’s my sandwich somebody’s going to pay

Drop the bombs blow the horns this is red alert

Where’s my sandwich somebody’s going to hurt

 

Twas desperate not waiting for later

In frustration opened the refrigerator

Glory to God sitting in heaven’s high

On the bottom shelf my sandwich did lie

 

Where’s my sandwich I want to know

Where’s my sandwich I’m gonna blow

Where’s my sandwich I need to go

Where’s my sandwich I want to know 

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