POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – By Cypress Butane – ‘Hey Will Sayer!’

Kiss Your Parents Good Night And Light Another Flag On Fire

POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – By Cypress Butane – ‘Squeaky Fromage Dick Cleanse’

Squeaky Fromage Dick Cleanse By Cypress Butane sanitizing is the verbfor making something saneyou told yourselfto just stop talkingyeah, cause, every thing you sayis hatingand the reason for economythat is, the thingis inhibitions\dispensationsdisillusion is a -wayof say, to hate your revelationsand clarity of consciousblown out of waysdays at the racesyou only wish a follow upmeant … Continue reading POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – By Cypress Butane – ‘Squeaky Fromage Dick Cleanse’

POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – By Cypress Butane – ‘Punk Rock Waitress’

There’s a punk rock waitress And she’s singing in a band And she leans over the mic Is it cause all day she has to stand Or is she reaching out for something That nobody understands So she has to duck down low To try to touch it with her hands

POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – By Cypress Butane – ‘Night Comes to River City’

It’s out there, you said,

POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – By Cypress Butane – ‘Don’t Take Your Dreams To School, Boy. Leave Your Dreams at Home’

who will just disappear having ‘done nothing’, weird