Damp Like the Seagull Lyrics

I jumbled it all up on artistic merit

These magic gloves are zero percent ferret

I can bear it, eventually all cosmetic

Cosmic comparisons for the most athletic

Pathetic like my last espresso pull

Continuous winter storm has my apathy full

Like the dampness of an in-flight-seagull

In a cloud, above a lake, next to the sea

All wet and all mud my phone says a flood

Love me or not on a closed rosebud

This chub is in a box, slippery fish

My Prius gets turbo boost from a near miss

My face so no much

I'll gladly suck on a punch

Rather than throw my own

Pleased to sink into my extra abnormal sleep schedule zone

Snore

But I'll catch up get it all back into balance

As long as one allows for proper nap allowance

Important to carve out time for the little things

Like guessing what blessing the griddle might bring

Maybe veggie nuggets, perhaps pancakes?

Possibly a burger, I hope it's pancakes