Complete Randomness – Part 2
Its been a while since I sat to write, almost since that fateful night.
Well that dilemma is said and done, I assure you it wasn’t fun.
I remember the dream and the witch I saw, a pimp named Dan and a broken law,
the wonderful gifts from a man called Sin, Ned and Emma and the bed they were in.
The bed was plush, soft, and nice, while my wife’s heart was colder than ice.
On and on this story goes, where is ends no one yet knows.
But woe to you who sing this song, for you are few and the work is long,
and woe to you whose song we sing, its for you that we do this thing.
Part Duex started where one left off; in my kitchen I made stroganoff.
It tasted like salt and ash and beer, and I thought that was awfully queer.
For some reason my cooking did suck - maybe I shouldn’t be such a schmuck.
I didn’t have time to cook it again, so I just had a glass of really good gin.
Then once upon a time I think, I washed my hands in the kitchen sink.
Went back out to my work bench, to take care of the horrid stench.
It seems I hadn’t cleaned in weeks, dirt sat in piles like mountainous peaks.
I cleaned up the trash and threw it out, turning my shed into a great hideout,
where I could hide from all the world, and keep my fears from being unfurled.
While there are some things we all wish to know, there are others we’ll never let show,
for though I want to live forever, I have yet to begin that endeavor,
to watch the time as it fly’s past, knowing that I’ll forever last.
Well my life is far less interesting now, here let me show you how,
completely random is how I roll, kind of like a big, ugly, green troll.
I know little of science and math, for literature and art lie down my path.
The path that leads to happiness and love, where there’s no reason to push and shove.
Come-along now, don’t be shy, that’s where we’ll dance under the clear blue sky.
Around and around in circles we’ll go, only stopping if the music gets too slow.
Come one, come all, and see how we do, this is the place where you try something new.
I hope you’ll all learn to sing and dance, for this might be your last chance.
Into my favorites goes this very piece, new life it breathes into my worn out lease.
I thank you, I thank you for now I am done, this is part 2 - Complete Randomness part 1.