Ship Shape

I thought you were shooketh

He wasn't one to complain about the unfairnesh

But instead you were Shaketh

It was a lazy sunday, perfect for making antsh

How was the cat able to fly the rat? (upbeat drummers have no treble)

Fuck You! Screw Boo-shoo! Fuck YOU! Screw Boo-Hoosh

Cry cry,,, I walk and wallow in a wavy weird world. (leaves turn green in the fall)

That man from yesterday was a tad shocked

Three years ago a man had a man had a man had a mensch

I walk with shapes and patterns, always stopping to tell the rats

Rose smells nice today

A feminine man has fallen down the fell, (Bang Blorsh)

A man was found dead tomorrow shot

The wonders of the string truly are tremendous

(A watched corpse never rots)

Rusom Aisoz 

SHIP SHAPE is not what the comedian thought.