There is a cake with your name on it
In a room full of strangers
Crying out your name
Crying out your name
There is a piñata with your name on it
The blind and blind folded
Alternate their swings
Lashing at your name
Thrashing out your name
No one stops to think
At there own stupid thoughts
About their own stupid thinking
While jeering at your name
While jeering at your name
There is a song with your name in it
And strangers stutter to hold your note
With their words like gibber-age
Rhyming with your name
Out-of-timing with your name
I heard they're throwing you a party
The dunce-dunce,the educated dunce
A few clowns
And the foolhardy will be there
Carrying
your name
around the musical
electric chair
Copyright©2023 by Camille Caliscia Patrick
