A WILD TIME IN THE WILD WORLD
There were certainly some weirdos
out there on the road.
Some who whined when they spoke,
Others who’d lost their minds in car crashes.
It was hard to stay sane,
Those times you’d look around,
And notice that everything was tilted,
you couldn’t stand up straight.
Human beings, the strangest animals,
And probably the only ones
Who could make themselves believe things
That they knew to be untrue.
It was a wild time in wild world.
I didn’t think I’d make it through.
There seemed to be no end to it all.
Many times I just wished I could
start over, start new, start fresh.
But then I’d snort and tell myself,
“naw, you’d just fuckin’ do it all
the same way again, anyway.”
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