A Toltec taxbase of hallucinating knuckleheads
(aka Asteroid Rage, aka L-Bomb)
Or other roving ambassadors of goodwill
Toting Mickey Mouse backpacks
Or evidence of rash reckless romps
Like when the tuna fleet’s in
(Somebody’s sister coughs)
Where animals sprout flowers
But vegetables do not.
Turns out St. Paddy’s fell on Taco Tuesday
And like five out of every four
One-person theys
Doom loopers pivoted in real time
From Supreme Ruler to Security Minister
Hell sister we all of us
Toting for the corporation
Ears or otherwise
No bundle, no peace.
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