Indiana Jones and the Temple of 'shroom (Free verse) by SupremeDreamer
Think before you speak
and use that mushroom of yours
keep forgetting that, oh well.
Thats ok, I'll remember when they bite
and chew slow on my skin,
forgetting now, where do I begin
on this road again?
So many forks, and theres no spaghetti
no ones throwin confetti
during my parade, oh well.
Thats ok, I'll remember when they laugh
and say nothing afterwards- keep the silence
for me my friends, I've forgotten the sensation.
Haven't gone to church since I was born
and baptized, sure was surprised to discover this
when I was ten.
I remember, or have forgotten
what was that you told me once again?
ah yes, think before you speak
use that mushroom of yours
keep forgetting that.
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