Homeboy

I can't get up because if I do

I'll just be staring at the wally

I'll take a long look around me

And forget what I got up for

Breakfast being the only thing

That gets me out of bed

My stomach screams and to the floor I fall

Gluey eyed I stumble through my room and down the hall

At least I can scratch my balls

Cocoa Crispies calling my name and crackling in my head

My pipes are getting rusty

My brain smells more like cheese

I think I'll watch some t.v. or spin a record instead

Cheers Love Connection or something like the Dating Game