who am i?
by wiggly jones, "the little hippie boy"
i was walking down a country road
as it began to rain
i had nothing to remember
and nothing to explain
a child approached me
with a frown upon its face
and enquired as to the chances
of the survival of the human race
i answered i was no villain
nor was i a hero
and the chances of survival of anything in this universe
were zero
the child thanked me politely
and continued on its way
and i regretted my hasty answer
for who was i to say
who was i tell a flea
not to bite a dog or cat
or an elephant not to trample a village
or a sea lion not to get fat?
or a cloud not to shower water
or a rainbow not to shine
or a mosquito not to drink blood
or a bum not to drink wine?
who am i?
who am i indeed?
when the angels are all in the county jail
and the devils have all been freed
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