So, he looked for hidden meanings in everything around him
It made him paranoid he might miss something that would lead to a preventable catastrophe
Going through life on tiptoe meant that finding anything underfoot caused him to lose mental balance
Now if he only saw that earlier, he might have enjoyed what that foretold
Stay put and don’t move.
That was what the sign meant.
Of course I challenged that box society tried to put me in.
Policeman didn’t agree with my public protest and gave me a ticket for my failure to…
So he was happy with being a circle
He liked that better than being a square
And he loved all the food pyramid equally
Perhaps he should have used the heart attack as a stop sign, but…
Eventually it caught up to him, and he was placed in a rectangle box
Can’t stand having something around my neck
Only I don’t get much choice in this gig
Living for the church was not going to be my style
Living dead come into the equation
And I had to sign up, so now I’m a holy man
Relax baby, I only baptize with a shotgun and cross with my saber
Bountiful buttery baked breads
Announced themselves with heady smells that promised
Killer carbs that would have you begging to die
Even though stuffing one more loaf into your piehole makes you shudder
Reaching that limit, then pushing past it is a sign of a magnificent…
Now the sign glowed with a bright pink light
Exposing the words Bubba’s Emporium in an alluring cursive
Oh how I wanted to see what was inside
Not that I ever got my chance since I was only fourteen at the time
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Bowling down her competition
Abagail paused to catch her breath
Looking for a sign for where next to strike
Laughing at how they mockingly told her to grow a pair
She threw herself into finishing them off
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Alyssa looked at the game before her. It was so much easier to make a wrong move than a right one. It was almost like the whole thing was stacked against her. Forget almost like. The people who had created the rules didn’t really want her to have a chance. Still she realized she had to play the game or else admit that she was a loser. Alyssa was a fighter, not a loser, so she wasn’t about to do that. That being said, she was all about changing the rules. She holstered her sign a bit higher and marched.
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