nagpo
11-07-2009, 12:43 AM
He is a drone
He is prone
He's about as shallow as that tadpole
In that little pond
He is prone
And known for simplicity
He'll never grow to appreciate
The greater things in life
Yet he is the socialite
The life of the party
The man you and I
Will always want to be
He is the laughing stock of the educated era
The premise of hilarity
The accidental joke
Yet he is everything we hoped to be
He's got all the pretty girls
And they buy him all these fancy things
So petty and ludicrous, he has no personality
So tell us, why is it he is everything we want to be?
I wonder,
Could it be jealousy?
He is prone
He's about as shallow as that tadpole
In that little pond
He is prone
And known for simplicity
He'll never grow to appreciate
The greater things in life
Yet he is the socialite
The life of the party
The man you and I
Will always want to be
He is the laughing stock of the educated era
The premise of hilarity
The accidental joke
Yet he is everything we hoped to be
He's got all the pretty girls
And they buy him all these fancy things
So petty and ludicrous, he has no personality
So tell us, why is it he is everything we want to be?
I wonder,
Could it be jealousy?