MY UNRULY HEADMy head ran away,
it wasn't so fun
It rolled yonder down the street,
I started to run
It bounced down the stairs
into a crowded white subway
Then it hopped into the train,
headed far, far away
Where's it going? What's it doing?
That's what I thought!
When suddenly it was off-
as the compartment doors shut
Bolting through the city without even a pause-
My head, on a train, for no good cause!
I treated it nice; I even gave it some haircuts
Oh, but there was that one time,
now I remember, Nuts!
I was at a barn, trying to neuter a horse,
But it didn't take to it too kindly,
So it kicked my head with great force
Then another time, it came upon a midnight clear
t'was New Year's Eve, mine ears filled with cheer
I lost a love note on a page
so in a blurry fury enveloped with rage,
Ran I to the kitchen,
fixed mine head in a blender
(it was a good thing t'was just my head,
losing that didn't change my gender)
My manhood preserved, why'd it get so darn mad?
A bit of lost hair, it wasn't so bad
One Big World-One Small CalvinHis name was Charlemagne. Actually, his name was Calvin Hyvus, he just went by Charlemagne. He didn't like his first or last name, so he just took the 1st letters of both and built from there, which was a pretty standard procedure in his town, Stankonia. Coincidentally, Charlemagne was already the name of a prominent French hero, he'd just never heard of him before. His life was fraught with uncanny coincidences, yet even he didn't realizes most of those occurrences. For instance, he hadn't realized that his hair was the same exact color as the chef coats he saw on television. Yes, that's right, he had white hair. Well, more accurately, the constantly disheveled and rather lifeless item that covered his skull was formally referred to, as "hair", however, the fact that anyone under the age of 80 could have grown something like that on their head is rather debatable. You should know, he watched those darn shows cooking every, single, day. Whether it was "Bohemian Ice Sculpting for Formal