Sput-ticketsA Poem by Ryan CookI wrote this when I was sleep deprived. I heard voices and wrote down what they said. This is nothing supernatural, my brain was just ready to start dreaming.
She's very constipated but very fascinated with you. I've got something to show you Completely naked Oh, I love doing that
Oh, and if you ever want to be right for it, Sput-tickets
That's the sound of a Julius Ceaser You need to know that for legitimate reasons And what they just told you I'll probably re-know it to you
Oh, and if you ever want to be right for it, Sput-tickets
I'll let it go and let my mind run regularly People read different issues at this point in time So you've been given this assignment Give me your president's lead
Oh, and if you ever want to be right for it, Sput-tickets
Now it's like, oh s**t Everybody does do it Billions of bad prank phone calls At five o'clock in the morning
Oh, and if you ever want to be right for it, Sput-tickets
I don't have time to let you in I don't know what I'd even win Don't waste time on me There's three o'clock in this curve ball too
Oh, and if you ever want to be right for it, Sput-tickets
Now I wish that was aids! For all the reasons that I can't get involved I've got the same suit falls that you do You do? Yes I do
Oh, and if you ever want to be right for it, Sput-tickets
I put down additional preferences Is considered optional two better than considered optional one? Ain't nobody gonna answer the door for Moses Moses is dead
Oh, and if you ever want to be right for it, Sput-tickets
Ideal and what's ready to be written Are two different things
© 2008 Ryan CookAuthor's Note
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