The woman for me rides a unicorn to the end of the rainbow
Singing stories of true love to a leprechaun
Who jabs his elbow in a genies side as to say get a load of this one
The genie doesn’t notice my lovely
He is too busy already granting wishes to the tooth fairy for a money tree.
The Loch Ness monster ran off with Bigfoot to Eden
Not leaving any directions about how to get there
And the dragon sleeps tonight at the feet of a giant who is getting drunk
Pounding his fist on a table
With the Holy Grail in hand
A treasure map in the other
A Sphinx put out the fire
From which the phoenix was to be reborn
With water from the fountain of youth
Zeus and Thor are arguing about whose turn it is to chuck bolts of lighting at me
And Santa brings the Easter bunny eggs from the golden goose
So he can front god’s son some credit
But Jesus is staying in a losing hand of poker to the devil for my soul
frost smith
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