MAD COW BLUES

Don't walk on the grass.
There is no sidewalk.
Don't walk on the grass.
There is no sidewalk.
Don't walk on the grass!
There is no sidewalk!
What a zoo, what a zoo, what a zoo.
Notazoo, notazoo, notazoo.
Istooazoo, istooazoo, isazu, isuzu, isuzu.
Walk with the cars, you are a car, walk with the cars, you are a car.
Nonsense, no sense, in no sense are you a car.
Isazo, isuzu transporting, trainspotting,
you are a car, transporting me.
The cars live, the cars live, the cows live up to their
knees in filth, you eat the cows you eat the filth,
feces mucked about, we muck about.
I am loosing my mind. I am a mad cow up to my knees
in filth.
Hear the roses?
See the breeze?
Feel the scent?
ground to ground, ground to ground, ground to ground up
burger is King! King I tell you!
Nothing makes sense,
nothing makes sense,
nothing makes sense.
Chaos ordering order in the backstitch of a tapestry.
Knot here, knot there, knot, knot, knotknotknot, here a knotknotknot
there a knot, everywhere a knotknotknot.
Will the tapestry PLEASE come to order!?
Cut down the trees to wipe our ass,
cut down the trees to wipe our ass,
cut down the trees to wipe our ass,
how fitting, how appropriate the the the
pine, tulip, oak, mahogony, sycamore sick of it
toilet seats and toilet tissue issue
from the grandeur. Well it fits, it fits our
butt, it's round
cut, clump, pulp, bleach, stretch, roll,
I wipe your ass with my heartwood, bend over
human, stay clean.



As I live and breathe:
as I live, I breathe:
as I breathe I live, the lungs of our
world wipe our ass, the leaves giveth and the leaves
taketh away.
The leaves are living;
the leaves are leaving;
no, not yet, soon, soon.
It took awhile, it took time, it, it, it, took, took,
took, stole
time, time, time.
There is no time!
Why do you keep calling time, time?!
It's time out and we're frozen in place.
Issue, issue, issue,
words to make sense is a phallacy,
words do not sense make,
sense is sense,
get the sense out of words and feel your sense.
The ocean smiles and waves at me and I wave back,
happy to see, happy to see the sea.
I come to the edge, no
the cow does not to the beach go, oh, no. Moo.
up to your knees, down on your knees,
mad cow, bad cow, sad cow.
make no sense, make burgers
to the feed lot, not on top
on their knees,
strangled, tangled in chains
the filth up my nose,
the feces in my nose,
I cry to no one's pause in the all of it.
Sky beckons, fear reckons, the reckoning
my place assured, under your bun, well done,
medium rare, eat this is my body, drink this
is your blood.
now go home to your children and your children's
children playing up to their knees.
The seas have no worries, all is divined.
Sure the cows would rule the world if they got the
chance.
chickens likewise,
H. pylori bacterium likewise
fill-in-the-blank likewise.




We are on the food chain, maintaining our pace,
preserving our race,
running in place,
terminus,
speed bump,
exit left,
gnawing off our own leg to escape the trap.
Well, who cares. Maybe the mad mcCow cares. The mad
cow is on my mind, maybe in my mind, who knows,
who cares.
Popsicles anyone? Bicycles anyone? Air anyone?
I am happy, happy, happy in my madness.
I am singing, singing, singing in my cage
Death is the only way to end(end your)ure life.
I am just jealous,
that I can't have all I see,
resent your purchasing me
Sometimes you're the diner,
sometimes you're the dinner.
Fete' is fate.