Ten tap dancing dolphins, fly across the stage.
What is life, really?
Twelve teddy bears in tutus force feeding pies to butterflies.
Who am I?
A rainbow drips onto the ground, stains the pavement vibrant colours.
Am I?
A pink apple, a blue pear, a red caterpillar with blue polka dots.
Beethoven is waltzing with Kesha across the isles of the Notre Dame cathedral,
Prince is serenading Mozart to sleep.
A baby in a black carriage floats across the room,
a french police man is harassing a lady in a pink fluffy jumper.
So many questions
all routing back to the same answer.
So this, is what it's like, to be pathetic,
loserific,
and utterly,
totally,
nonsensically,
mad.
What is life, really?
Twelve teddy bears in tutus force feeding pies to butterflies.
Who am I?
A rainbow drips onto the ground, stains the pavement vibrant colours.
Am I?
A pink apple, a blue pear, a red caterpillar with blue polka dots.
Beethoven is waltzing with Kesha across the isles of the Notre Dame cathedral,
Prince is serenading Mozart to sleep.
A baby in a black carriage floats across the room,
a french police man is harassing a lady in a pink fluffy jumper.
So many questions
all routing back to the same answer.
So this, is what it's like, to be pathetic,
loserific,
and utterly,
totally,
nonsensically,
mad.
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