Fried

  Griev

  Grief

Some complacent fuck

With no pants 

Comes crying like a river

    Cryin 

Crime 

 Criminy 

Cadence velour 

   Keep to the left 

   But I've got a hall pass!

  Tough shit 

Cinnamon buns in the 

  lunch center at 7 am

Mom dropped me off on her way

To Portola Valley

They'd just come out of the oven

Hot and gooey and yummy