people acting for a good hoax
as if in a zest pool of a boast
knowing all about a soul so unique
standing along the shore of a creek
wishing as the lily pad floats along
and humming like a bird with a song
smelling a flower?roses in bloom
destroying any chance of me being in doom
chairs reclining to a bed to rest
like a vermin named a rat shall infest
the inner sanctity of your soul
like a persons smoke they've just blow
now its time to show the madness at hand
choking from the deserts sand