The pelican shouting “Fuck you all” at the crowd;
I bum him a smoke on the way out of town
Beavers crunch numbers. The porpoise slips and falls
The wolf’s eyes pop out of his head
Hijinks ensue as the wolf’s tongue rolls out;
He sees something outside the frame
We see a reflection, a flash of the scene
Maybe a breast. Maybe two?
He knows he’s left early but he does not know why
His fur collar up to his ears
The piggie is hopped up on USA-made speed
We see something rustle behind
Hijinks ensue as the pig’s head explodes
He’s left standing; we don’t know his name
We see in the background a mouse with a lever
He grabs all the cash and then leaves. “Ooh!”
I bum him a smoke on the way out of town
Beavers crunch numbers. The porpoise slips and falls
The wolf’s eyes pop out of his head
Hijinks ensue as the wolf’s tongue rolls out;
He sees something outside the frame
We see a reflection, a flash of the scene
Maybe a breast. Maybe two?
He knows he’s left early but he does not know why
His fur collar up to his ears
The piggie is hopped up on USA-made speed
We see something rustle behind
Hijinks ensue as the pig’s head explodes
He’s left standing; we don’t know his name
We see in the background a mouse with a lever
He grabs all the cash and then leaves. “Ooh!”
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