Heard the heart attacks through the grape vine
Doing just fine, it’s a sign of the time
Doing kegs stands from a box of wine
On the red line that’s where oddballs like to rhyme

And had a good crime evading my taxes
Jadzia and Ezri Dax can’t speak to that but please
They represent the galaxy and us star trek geeks
Sitting down with the chalice of tea just to relapse on Sundays like me

It’s a fallacy, you see
Playing the guard like Dallas Lee
Callously I place the palace key
Down in tallahassee to save Waluigi

The tower of babel
On my lap table apple
The fat golden bull
Happily opens a Snapple

The judge drops his gavel
On the red mackerel
Jumping Jack Flash
Fumbling fast through the dead rabble

Pax Romana Twenty Fourteen
A real french mensch by the guillotine
Tension wrench fastens, where’s the henchman machine?
Spent all my lunch on the fence-chance-ravine

It’s so simple to pop this pimple
My foe knows the dough flow aint to show no woe y’know
Reap what we sow and go oh so status quo
Whoah! Sleep through the show, Twenty-Twenty-Twenty Four hours to go

Just Shakespeare in King Lear
Fishermen like mice on the beach appear
Hereby to make clear we’re mere mad men near the end of a pier
With the saddest status fading west without zest or cheers

Here is the hinge that Ling Ling can’t mock
The king of the cling sings jingle bell rock
It’s a kit kat chit chat so break me off a bone
The sling of David can’t take down Goliath alone


Andrew Borne 2 Cups Poet 1 teaspoon Musician 1/4 teaspoon Salt 1/2 cup Absurdity 3/4 cup Chef 1 egg, beaten 2 1/3 cups Family Man. Mixed together and served raw. His column 7x appears weekly in Oddball Magazine