Squares

Squares...

Squares are those who hide in obscurity,
The ones who claim to be proponents of maturity,
Squares are those who turn the fields,
While all the rest do eat their meals,
Squares raise their glass to toast,
The misfortune of the quiet most,
Squares who take are squares who give,
The verdict of misinformed belief,
Squares are everywhere in this world,
From little boys to little girls,
Who take and take on others backs,
Who pay the government their tax,
And never ask or question law,
But ask for more and more and more.

...Squares

Goodbye

Farewell to my iPod.
I think the universe has something against me, i lost 2 pouches of tabacco and now my ipod is broken. Although that might have something to do with me leaving it out in the rain.
Universe, you're fine.
Inebriates, you're not
adieu