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.
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!
Hear the author read this poem
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T Newfields
. All rights reserved.
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