The only difference Between enlightenment and ignoranc… Is seeing your own magnificence

Lord and Jesus Christ Don’t forget the lice Spiders, ticks, and skeeters All the heeby-jeebers They’ve got their own place

My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God

I crave the things I like And not the ones I don’t If that makes me an addict, then Apologize I won’t

Ev’rything about my life Tells me that you’re poison If you’ve ever heard of me You know I don’t listen

If I had one wish And a pound weighed a ton I’d hope you’d know my heart And the extent of my love

Little girls and gay men Love them some Jonathan Can’t reciprocate Wish them a life great

There’s a certain kind of type That always does it right Elicits smiles and tears In the space between your ears The only sort of religion

You say that you enjoy people I don’t think that is true You want to be a pure steeple And lord it over fools

I’ve written things and said some… Wagged my tongue and tripped over… Flapped my gums 'til blue in the f… Never a clue how to win the race Huffed and puffed and circumstance…

Relinquish control Let the Universe have space To exceed expectations

I like pretty girls With really tight curls That know how to dance and move me They gyrate and flex And downright perplex

I need to get him out So he feels the treat Of an empty bladder Grass beneath his feet

The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.