Retard Canard

They didn’t tell you honesty is annoying most of the time.
& nobody told you how to fly.
Figure it out or die trying.

The young are young & the old are old.

Men don’t want to see lions make art.
& you can hear it blasting from the choir:
“Stretch its body out across the pyre!”

I don’t want to start a flame in your heart,
I just want to set the world on fire.