Doodle Doodle – Diddle Daddle Doodle
Is that all you can muster on a sunny day?

Corn fields with special flowers
Growing in the middle of them
So what if you don’t know all the facts

As you twiddle your thumbs
Stare across the ocean at Japan

Maybe we can make a deal

You’ve got an apocalypse in your pocket
Watching all those old news reels
Waiting in the shadows of the dream you are
Can be

Bad weed the wisemen will call you

But Daggle be Daddle – Diddle Daddle Doodle
Vas ist los Herr Generalen???
Riding in a psychedelic tiger tank

Tingles of excitement rushing down your back
All so much more than you and the boys
A new kind of word association
Shining as molten nickel
From the shadows of that global apple

Like a blue whale rushing up from the deep

© 1982
Inputted and revised © 2019

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11/19/2019

Author's Note: From the Enter Every System period, internally aimed rant/criticism, composed under the influence of THC.

Posted on 11/19/2019
Copyright © 2024 Chris Sorrenti