100 Words About How I Grew Up

"You have to put yr foot down somewhere, sometime, soon
Or they'll take yr levitation for new age horse-shit
Can't just hang there in the aether all yr life
Come down here forthwith, whippersnapper, or I'll redden yr rounds for ye
Grandpa is the one who ain't afraid of natural law"

But me, crazy road runner, I would not come down
Conscientious, objectionable, full of piss n vinegar like the man sez
Grandpa tried to hook me with his hook but missed
I just floated away, a smallish hot-air zeppelin of love
O you humanity, how dull yr tiny limits from here