Immaturity is flabbergasting and flamboyant
Faintly prescribed as fun
A painkiller for the dull, moNOTonous,
9 two 5 cubicle life a certain individual who devastatingly wishes not to have
If you wish to acquire a woman with perforated edges, I must warn you, you are reading the wrong composition, in the wrong facility and wasting this books’ tick tock tick on the grandfather clock
Take flight, if you must, to the nearest wherever the hell to find your platonic perspective,
stuck in green goo, robot for a body woman
You see my edges are a tad wiggly like a child ripping out bounded pages.
Untamed edges like wild lions, tigers and hares. Smooth page with perfect straight jacket blue lines.
I’m gravely aware of my worth
However if the goofy playing tricks on Mickey side of me
is much too much for your “mature” soul to bear.
Allow me to redirect you to your other left
in the direction of a pure hell bound perfection of a woman
I am a girl, a young lady, if you dare,
who’s mind will wander to Neverland and back around the world in 20 days
with a energetic sway and Hey! If this is not the product of a life you aim to achieve,
the door is over yonder. Use it if you please
“If you could just be an adult for a millisecond that would be greatly appreciated”
Fuck you for coming have a slightly terrible day please.
“Is this adult enough for you sir?”