Bruce: Hey wait! I'z nut a luntatick.
Carlos: Yeah - you is!
Bruce: Nah. I know  I'm dun krazy. Luntaticks are farts who take themselves too seriously.
LUNATICS

All of us are lunatics!
So what?
Where's dah lettuce 'n cheese?

Most people claim to be "normal"
I say they're mediocre.

Mediocre is a two-dollar McDonalds hamburger
instead of a
fruity-alfalfa-tofutti.

Mediocre is an automobile parking attendant
wishing to become
an architect designing space colonies.

Mediocre is a high school English teacher
who should be
a Nobel laureate.

You think you's mediocre?
Most people will label you krazy:
society breeds mediocrity.

Real lunatics cook
with fresh home-grown pastrami
refusing to accept bullsheeet
and genetically-engineered frozen bologna.

Real kooks haf spicy cocks 'n
well-flavored kunts
dat don't bekum stale buns
err lifeless, bland sausages.

Look!
The world iz already full ah mediocrity.
Why worry 'bout a few lunatics?

Take yer hamburger
throw away dah stale crap
'n celebrate whun life cums!
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