soul coughing
buddha rhubarb butter
As for my single self I had as life not be as live  To be in awe of such a thing as I myself.  As for my own concern I had as think to think  As keep on thinking not so hard as for the brain to burn.  And at the salad bar a man he stares into the croutons  Hypnotized by powers of the Bac-O-Bits.  And I expose myself to stimuli  Unfit for people outside the controls of an experiment.