Comforting Bullshit, Perfect Pratt Fall

I'm out of diapers.

Comforting Bullshit

Dwelling upon comforting bullshit,

We ignore ignorant wisdom.

Worried about abject failure we dream of glorious triumphs,

Preventing the unthinkable from ever occurring.

But our fears never do seem to disappear,

Of the Unspeakable coming to pass,

Because our comforting Bullshit,

Always, comes at an inflated price!

Toddlers accept the ebb and flow of all bullshit.

Nurture good crap by first owning their Own.

Owning their bullshit they discover comfort,

In letting go of their Own personal bullshit.

Perfect Pratt fall

Praising the unworthy, inspires greater confusion,

Showing off valuable treasure just encourages theft,

Strutting your fat a*s around can get your a*s kicked!

In this manner all toddlers address the mindless masses:

Encouraging their bellies to Swell with delight,

Drooling Copiously!

Blinking in the Lights!

Thus, strengthening adult funny bones!

Ego can never obtain the perfect grace,

Of a more innocent toddler's pratfall.

Egotistical Bullshit out of the way!

Ignorant Virtue can always Shine!