poem

[moronicblooze]

Pulling an all-nighter again
i can sleep when i’m dead

i’m so cool, got the entire planet at my finger tips
i wish i could explain this adrenaline trip

chatting with the chat room junkies
then hopping on twitter to beat down trumps cronies

we phreaks come out at night
dancing like werewolves in the moonlight

from the four corners of the map, we unite
Because we feel like partying tonight

brains before brawn before dawn
is how it goes down

Swimming in the E-Ocean
Rockin' the net, because i can