Lyrics To A Simpler Time

In my teens, I once crapped in a paper bag The ingredients of a great prank I had     Toss, burn, smear, and/or bake     A choice I couldn’t make And, that’s why, today, my attic smells so bad.

Why speak succinctly whilst you can utilize a plethora of platitudes to behoove your mission of conveying vacuous rhetoric?