This myth and fairy tail
That we’ve told ourselves
Has scary monsters
And the hero himself
Puts you to bed
With lollipops in your head
Of ancient wisdom
That’s better of dead
So wake up!
It’s time to
Get up!
From your eternal slumber
It’s petrified lumber
That’s killing progress
So wake up!
It’s time to
Get up!
From this incessant number
That one is the holiest
Why not 42?
If I were you
I would divide in two
What I think I know
And what I thought I knew
Put the rest in gaps
And download an app
To reveal the mystery
Of what my simple ape-like mind
Won’t allow me to get past
Monday, August 19, 2019
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