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Brotherhood


In between our massive columns

My Ray-ban shielded eyes first found

A mistress as fickle as any lady

Playing, and playing, the same old sound

 

Always a wheeze as we stretched her soul

Never missing a clank while we mined our coal

But more trusty than anything in any mine

I’ll brag how I’ve know her since starting my time

 

Keg, oh keg, you bring us such joy

And you do it so quickly

Filling the cups of every thirsty girl and boy

But when it’s all done, you do earn my pity

 

For the situation you’re in is indeed quite shitty

You’re our pledge forever because you were never quite as witty

I crossd pussy and yuo nevr wll

But yuore my favorte, so I’ll spare some time to kill

 

And I’ll resume my post

While we count our old scores

Back to when we were brothers working these fine, fine doors

If only! But let us begin with a toast

 

I remember our class

O I remember it well

We scurried and scrambled

It was a living hell

 

But now where are we?

You still remain

Just as you were

Is that my shame?

 

I was our president

I thought we had learned all about their games

But not all, I repent

So yes, this is my shame

 

But still you’ll be here

Long after I’m gone

I wish not, but you cannot stay my peer

For you are the castle, and I am the pawn

 

Yet now I must go for I’ve been here too long

A buzz, I must retreat, to leave you a loner

So keep with you this last song

Because loud are Ted’s shouts, calling me a boner.

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