A Journey Through Time
A brief moment to reflect on the passage of time,
what does it mean to stop on a dime?
Can it be summed up with a rhyme?
If it cannot then I shall do my best,
by the sweat on my brow and the nipples on my chest.
When dealing with a topic as heavy as this,
we must all remember our friend Freddi the Fish.
The values that Freddi tried to imbue,
resonate to your core and will always be with you.
But what do you do when time rears its head?
Do you lock all your doors and take a shit in your shed?
Or do you stand steadfast eager and ready,
to take time head on, while holding hands with Freddi.
Time waits for no man, woman or fish,
no matter your shoe size; no matter your wish.
If it’s adventure you seek; adventure’s already found you,
in the form of time; it’s all around you.
With yourself as your vessel to explore time itself,
go to the library; tip over a bookshelf.
Don’t make the mistake and let time pass you by;
you’ll regret the decision to let your life go awry.
You’ll be left watching time zoom right through,
one hand on your asshole; you never even knew.
Tears in your eyes and with your heart ache’n,
you turn to Freddi, but realize you’ve been forsaken.
A journey through time,
a journey through time.