Make believe
Practicing to deceive
Fake mirage
Dressed up in camouflage
Crimes
Jail
Posting all of your bail
Please behave
Roll around in your grave
Yes, it’s a mess
But we’re here to clean up Yes, I confess
It’s a mess; we’ll clean up Aghast
Appalled
Whatever it is called
Erect
Tall
Like a good animal
Ears
Eyes
The last breath before it dies
Teeth
Blood
Roll around in the mud
Yes, it’s a mess
But we’re here to clean up Yes, I confess
It’s a mess; we’ll clean up Who picks up the roadkill when it’s dead?
Who reads a book they can’t comprehend?
Why is blood blue while we see red?
Who understands a thing I just said?