Turn my brain to mush
and spoon feed me to a goat.
That would really make my day.
Liquify my insides
and suck 'em through a straw.
Order me filleted.

Inject me with neglect.
Fuel my cirhosis...
Liver and onions a la carte.
Spread my protoplasm
on your toast.
Scramble up my inner thoughts
and do what you enjoy the most.

Cause I will have the final laugh
and you will writhe in pain...
you'll find that I was poison
toxic and insane.

t. dunne
copyright 1994