breakfast in space

Abandon the table
And find a new place
We’ll lift off this morning
For breakfast in space

You check the thrust engines
I’ll brew up the tea
It’s pancakes for breakfast
In no gravity

We’ll settle in orbit
And eat our grapefruit
When Mercury comes by
We’ll wave in salute

Abandon the placemats
And all that rat race
This morning we’re having
Our breakfast in space

bathing round the campfire

Bathing round the campfire
Like the pioneers
Lather up the lye soap
To wash behind the ears

With a rubber ducky
Bert carved out of wood
You can squeeze it real hard
But it don’t squeak real good

Water’s getting hotter
Over by the toes
Water by my behind
Is getting kind of froze

I like my campfire bathtub
Ordered it from Sears
Bathing round the campfire
Just like the pioneers.

lay down on a table

Lay down on a table
Get up if you’re able
And if you can’t get up again
We’ll call this day the bitter end

It’s nice that you are here
And all your family dear
So many other friends come by
But you’re unable to say Hi

Open up those eyes
So you can see these guys
If you won’t look at those who came
It might be time to feed the flame

You have to pay some cash
To turn yourself to ash
If back from ash you want to come
There is no affordable sum

when did mister b decide

When did Mister B decide
That he was thru with his old neck
And make with just a piece of rope
His head and body to connect?

When you have a neck of rope
It’s hard to keep your head up straight
It’s best to lie down in a box
Stay very still, and meditate

On why a neck of rope is so
Much better than a neck of bone.
Because you made a neck of rope
The rest of us have heads of stone

i went to the top of the stair

I went to the top of the stair
When I got to the top, it’s not there
The place that I went wasn’t there

I went to the musical show
When it began there was no music, though
There was silence instead of the show

I went to the place where I work
But I couldn’t find it in the murk
I couldn’t see where I would work

I went to hang out with my chum
But my good friend did not even come
I didn’t hang out with my chum

I took a quick look in the mirror
When I looked, I was not standing here or
Any place else in the mirror

the pencils are rolling across the floor

The pencils are rolling across the floor
They’re rolling across some more some more
The pencils are rolling across the floor
They’re rolling across the floor

The floor is rolling into the sea
It’s rolling away from you and me
The floor is rolling into the sea
Is rolling into the sea

The sea is rolling back to the land
It’s rolling faster than we can stand
The sea is rolling back to the land
Is rolling back to the land

The land is rolling back into the pencil
The whole strange process is making me mental
The land is rolling back into the pencil
Is rolling back into the pencil

one hundred pomes

One hundred pomes
Are at the door
I think that this
Signifies war

One hundred pomes
A battering ram
The door stands tall
The door falls BAM

One hundred pomes
And they are here
The pomes have guns
And I have fear

One hundred pomes
Against one me
There’s no way out
That I can see

One hundred pomes
I have a plan
For after all
I am human

One hundred pomes
Here’s a new one -
And I wrote it
It says I won!

december pome

I couldn’t remember
The month of December
I thought that November
Just came twice
If I disremember
A month like December
I could start with September
And just add ice.