Offending the Stars

Offending the Stars R The brakes of Never thought about it. screeched. leaving treadmarks on You gotta be kidding I had arrived. The Sudden Songs Of terrible tomorrows Told me About what happens To the left over Left overs. The song was about me. "Maybe," I maybeed "I should ask for forgiveness." But. Never mind. Next was My waltz with the carts from K mart -- The job that Told me all I Needed to know About how Successful society Thought about me And my, You know. Was it something I said? Had I offended the stars? "Yes," said the stars.