It feels like LA might be New York City
My niece made a snowman on cocoa beach
Butter my toast with the zeal of my pity
Fairytale fool when it’s time to preach
I wore a ball gown to the gas station
Prayed that the clerk would picture me naked
Mommy and daddy are up in smoke
So I took the title: “Butt of the Joke”
Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum!
Forcefully eating my ego for lunch
Painful digestion to
Murder obsession,
Anxiety fever
And Pharisee leaders
Demons are fake
The world is serene
My brain is a tape
That they made for me
















