Blank walls in a restaurant bathroom.
Black marker though just a pen would do
Small words & simple poetry.
Say what you wanna say
In just the perfect way
And all the people say:
KokamantratariusHero for the average Joe.
It makes him feel like
POW! BLAM! YEAH!
Fire in the hole!
Kokamantratarius above the toilet bowl.
Cracked tiles & cold white cinder blocks
Soon wear his words.
It is like a diarrhea diary for men.
He has like a Robert Frost if Robert Frost had been
Strange & nefarious & ungregarious.
The road less traveled is for
Kokamantratarius.
KokamantratariusHero for the average Joe.
It makes him feel like
POW! BLAM! YEAH!
Fire in the hole!
Kokamantratarius above the toilet bowl.
Here I stand with pete in hand
I am hoping that you will understand
That all my life I have been a freak,
Afraid to laugh, afraid to speak.
But now you will have to listen to me.
Now you will have to listen to me,
Now you will have to listen now
But I do not have a thing to say.
Average Joe, hero for the average Joe.
It makes him feel like shit.
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