Fairer than Enna’s field when Ceres sows
The stars of hyacinth and puts off grief,
Fairer than petals on May morning blown
Through apple-orchards where the sun hath shed
His brighter petals down to make them fair;
Fairer than these the Poppy-crowned One flees,
And Joy goes weeping in her scarlet train.
“I got a letter from my insurer the other day
Opened and read it (“This has gotta be good news”)
Said that the treatment wasn’t covered
Turned to the family like, “I guess just forget it” (“Just forget it”)
Big fake laugh (“Ah, hahahahaha!”)
This ain’t a Denzel movie, don’t try to think fast
Don’t start changin’ lanes, get yourself whiplashed
Oh look, got yourself a shit bag (“Oh, whaddya know?”)”
billy woods | “bigfakelaugh”