Ok..It's been awhile. I live in a cave.
I beat on the head with a big soup
Bone
I bring home chunk of meat to
Crazy woman
We have two offspring we
Named Thunk and Clunk
I'm stuck in a disfuntional
Paleolithic relationship
Between beating the hell
Out of a T-Rex for dinner
And dealing with this
Cave womans prehistoric
Social demands, I have
Become bi-polar
I have now been commited
To the Swamp Soup
Rehab Center
Doctor Bonelicker is
Now reviewing my
Case
He said,"Thunk and Clunk
Just might grow up to
Be chicken skinners if
I didn't get my act
Together
I cried
The doctor
Kicked me
In the testicles
And laughed like
A fool
I did not have
Courage to face
His agression
I knew at that
Moment it was my
Mothers fault that
She could not afford
Pampers and baby powder
For me
My father was
Eaten by some crazy
Lizard so he could
Be of no help or ever
Send a Christmas
Card
What was I to do?
The crazy wife in
The cave was filing
For Social Security
And Thunk and Clunk
Was shipped off to
A cannibal tribe
I was Homo Erectus
Sabian without
A clue
I decided to sign
Up to Connecting
Singles in light
Of my divorce
Maybe they could
Prescrible a medication
For my Paleolithic
Depression
Who knows?
I may even get
A date.
Lol
Cafe