Thursday, May 11, 2006

ORBIT-HEAD

Some people just irk me beyond redemption.

Allow me to state my case - go on, indulge me.

This time, it's someone with a particularly large head.
So large, it possesses it's own postal code.

Let's take it a step further.
So large it exterts a gravitational pull to all things that come close.
Pulling them into orbit.
Round and round things fly.
Never being able to break free.
Stuck for a dreaded eternity.

And the particular head comes with an irritating lisp.
So annoying it drives my shit back up my ass.
Forces my ripe pimples to burst.
And armpits to freeze.

I make no sense?
Trust me, Orbit-head's far worse.