I Stood Up

I stood up on high

Two million year old boy was I

And saw the world fall from the sky

Ham and Cheese served on buttered rye

I stood up on high

No more tears left for me to cry

And whispered sweet nothings so dry

Burnt the greased giblets on the fry

I stood up on high

Last man left so Christ is a lie

And bathed my skin in citrus dye

Slice of cheese for my apple pie

Published by Michael Sean Erickson

I write, act, and produce films in Los Angeles. Everything else is conjecture.

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