"One thousand faces all look the same; They're all so boring mild and tame. Contaminate him, knock off his glasses, Teach him to tamper with the cloning process. Pardon me sir can I ask you a favor? Make me a cowboy like my next door neighbor. Pardon me sir can I use your eraser To remove my brain of unconventional nature? Take my tongue, It's cocked and loaded. The board has dubbed you "special student". Sit alone sweat in silence. We don't tolerate defiance."
January 1, 1970