Monday, March 17, 2008

LETS ALL GO ON AN ELEPHANT RIDE
just you, me, and of course pierre
we'll all cuddle up on it's back side
it's pretty safe when in a chair

we'll have a picnic on the road somewhere
or by some shanty, i don't care

you're feeling better, right?
i listened while you slept last night
you hardly coughed

come on guys, out of your cabanas!
you bring your bananas
you know i like 'em soft

i gotta say, you guys mean so much to me
here's a cute bandana, and pierre a little tiki

but seriously, i know of just the spot
a lake so quiet and cool and clean
and natives bathe there if it's hot
it's in my guidebook, page 13

quit stalling or we'll never get there
we're only here for one more day
what'll you do when you get home, where
evan pritts is in your doorway?

alone in the apartment over the kitchen sink,
you're consumed with stirring your chocolate cake batter...

but the boxed cake mix is not fat-free like you think,
so that each generous spoon lick only makes you fatter.

eyes closed blissfully, you think it's okay--
and a knowing evan pritts is in your doorway.