We've been doing a lot of laughing
Which is good uh for a comedy show on a comedy CD but what we haven't been doing is a lot of thinking
And I'd like to do that now I've written some haikus
Haikus are Japanese poems consisting of 17 syllables three lines
Five seven five
And I find them to have a certain
Philosophical construct there's a certain uh
Soundness in their simplicity a clearness in their cogency if you will
So hopefully what we'll do right now is read these haikus think for a bit
And then when we go back uh to the
You know the jokes and the laughing
They'll have benefited uh from the time we took to think
So um you guys just sit back and indulge me and just think for a bit and then we'll go back to the jokes
Uh can I get some blue light to set the mood
Perfect
For those of you listening on CD the lights didn't change which made it funny
I saw a rainbow
On the day my grandma died
F**kin' lesbian
Ding
For fifteen cents a
Day you can feed an African
They eat pennies
Ding
Old peoples' skin sags
Because it's being pulled toward
The underworld
Ding
Do unto others
As you would have them do to you
Said the rapist
Ding
My aunt used to say
Slow and steady wins the race
She died in a fire
Ding
Even if he is
Your friend never ever call
An Asian person
Ding
And finally
Bono if you want
To help poor people sell your
Tinted shades you cunt
Ding
Thank you this next piece is called Sonnet 155 or If Shakespeare Had Written a p**n and it goes like this
I saw the morning dew betwixt thine thighs
As I removed my source of Grecian power
As if King Midas dared to touch the skies
Upon thy body fell a golden shower
Thy body's temples two church bells had rung
Upon thy chest a row of pearls bestowed
The sun had set thy set with wary hung
I thought How black a night and blue a lode
I said What light through yonder beaver breaks
It is the yeast
And now my belly's yellow
My pole gives cause to storms and earthy quakes
But 'tis not massive I am no Othello
And when that final moment came to pass
Like Christ I came a riding on an a*s
Thank you very much
William Shakespeare uh
William Shakespeare was a verbal cun tortionist
He could bend his words in the way a contortionist bends his frame without hope that he could with a name like William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare some some of you seem lost look
Say your name was Robert Frost and you couldn't write that would suck
Well I guess you could always go as Bobby Frost and own an ice cream truck
He was balanced like a simile and could stack metaphor five six at a time and rhyme into the very last line of a soliloquy which finally said outright with a previous 77 rolling hinting at
He had puns and quips and tons of trips of sons with ships with nuns with hips and buns and lips but I had something that Shakespeare never had
Penicillin
See it hadn't been invented yet back then they only had quill icillin
Hey it's not that hard bard
I'm sorry I got a bone to pick with you William
So if you could just listen up here and listen to this theater queer's theater query here and maybe act like a real artist for once in your life
Say Van Gogh and
Lend me your ear
You're not a writer
You're a writer like f**king Hulk Hogan's a street fighter
You write these dramas
You accumulate your wealth
You hold nature as to a mirror of yourself
Just because you're messed up doesn't mean we are too
Just because you want to bang your mom doesn't mean Danish princes do what
Who Yeah Hamlet Shakespeare that's right the young prince whose father died at the hands of his uncle with whom his mother lied sound familiar
It's the f**king Lion King
You stole from a Disney movie you androgynous douche what's next
The story of a French king on a quest to find his lost son Nemo
Oh and by the way poetic talent is really easy to fake when thy sentences doth no f**king sense make
To be or not to be
That is the question whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them To die
To sleep no more and by a sleep to say we end the heartache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to
'Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished To die to sleep
To sleep perchance to dream ay
There's the rub for in that sleep of death what
Dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause
Pft like what
This next song is about quantum mechanics
Hits random keys on the piano
This next song
I was raised very well like a field of corn
You know I was also raised very Christian like the Children of the Corn
And Christians get angry at me 'cause I say things like Why the long nose Pope nocchio
They'll think I'll go to Hell
The truth is I've been to Christian Hell
And I actually wrote a song about it
Hitler was there
And so were all the Jews yeah
So it got a little awkward
