Griffin Buzzell - Pop Tart Western

The sun will push the stars from outer space
Over price pony relies on just his taste
Bountyless, rely on gold, formidable horse who only runs on pastries

Now in the vastness of this land resides a joke
No clouds, and somehow my communicator's down

Strawberry chocolate smores were not my plan
Stories I can tell my Jade, hilarious
Stand up comics need a lot to say

We're playing yellow car today... in the wreckage
You seem to lose a lot. Okay.
You're just a horse

My record says my arrival times and credit score is good
I'm reckless to bring an empty cart of cinnamon and coffee flavors

I miss my saxophone and kitty cat
Jade sends me Coltrane songs and stupid gifs

Written by:
Griffin Buzzell

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