I wrote this on new years eve, while heavily intoxicated by numberous different substances. God knows what it's about.
I read that last part and realised it could be interpretd as somewhat racist. Let me clarify: IN NO WAY AM I RACIST.
Thereâ€™s the message,
And the maker,
And then translucent green.
Hiding behind a cigarette,
Sheâ€™s my Maybelline.
And theyâ€™re wearing red fedoras,
Trying to fit in.
They want the Amoeba to give them something back,
â€œNothing more compelling than wearing a coloured hat!â€
Then the jellyâ€™s got the jockey,
Controlling darkened races.
Wanting nothing more,
Than to fill in the white spaces.
It's me, Felix.
Name changes annoy everyone, I know.
Last edited by JunkBondTrader; May 18th, 2006 at 12:48 PM.
Reason: Needed to clarify the ending.