The yellow brick road paved in my mind
is different from yours, since they're...
Obviously, mine
Why ponder on the numerical?
When one can explore the chimerical...
And seek the world's divine
The tangled red line which connects us all
As a self-considered creature of primal
From pinky to pinky
And stinkier to stinky
The ugly and the pretty
The great and the shitty
We would never make sense
As nothing would ever
Just like mathematics
in a medium filled with antics
Ever grey in a world so fantastic
So we might as well
We might as well
Dive in to that well
To a another tale to tell
Hang ourselves in monkey bars,
Walking upside down
We'd might as well jump in and drown
and forget all of these frowns
Why measure with rulers
When you have your palms
Arms wide open, in a reality that promised no harm.
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