Medicine

I felt listless and down—didn’t know

Just what was the problem, although

The cause was uncloaked

The next time I smoked:

My cannabis level was low!

Too Alienated from Nature?

The conclusion that some people draw  

Is we’ve drifted from natural law;

But doom cognoscenti

See nature aplenty,

Red in both tooth and in claw.

Those Who Don’t Learn History

Those who don’t study about

How Nazis develop their clout

Are now doomed to repeat—

With a front row seat—

What they didn’t already find out.

Fuckity Fuck

Fuckity fuckity fuck— 

Fuckity fuckity fuck;

Fuckity fuck,

Fuckity fuck:

Fuckity fuckity fuck!

Sgt. Pepper

It was fifty years ago today

Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play;

And though I am biased,

I think that’s the highest

We got till we all went away.

Maladapted

We evolved for small tribes, which seemed good

Until overshoot changed our hood;

Since then we’ve resorted

To make-dos contorted,

And managed the best that we could.

Reefer Madness

We’re totally fucked, as you see,  

And there’s no way that we can break free;

I’m not someone who plugs     

That the answer is drugs, 

But they seem to be working for me.