Honey (poem)

Honey, I swear, I'll tell you straight:

I sat down to write you a love song

but this story is what I came upon

and I thought you might relate.

Now if I had a time machine

I'd wheel back through the dream

Until I found the seam

The great Lie planted in the stream.

The truest point at which Mother Nature was alive, an'

When a humble breed of man was arisin'

Still respectful of the lion

I would stop, and I would hunt the father who told the Lie, an'...

And I would weep

For I cannot sleep

Without you here

My dear

After those fated words flew back to his head

And the fornicating gods, they were abed

Oh, hon, I would strike this man dead

Before his Lie could spread

Like cancer in the dream

And I would weep

Cause I can't sleep

Without you here

My dear

Now perhaps this Lie I should mention

While I retain your sweet attention:

For it I hear

So frightful near

And I weep

For I cannot sleep

Without you here

My dear

Son, you are the most precious snowflake in all of existence.