How Ya Been
A sickly smell
Careening through your knows
The stench of death
Clench fisted within you're mine
Straining the bonds of mind
And no matter the consequench
As your 3rd world dichotomy
Oozing the deathly truth
Enjoyed by millions
On the brink of faltering
But steadfast in their be leaf
Of fruit cake eons
With pre-paid sub missions
Diving beneath your cover your ass song
In 4 part disharmony
And aggregated philosophy
Causes me to wave you off
With a friendly fuck you
And a neutered how ya been.