Time

Time
Is human
Full of fancies
And whims

Mine
Isn’t even a word
That’s mine
If time
Didn’t say so

Why
Is a three letter riddle
That has no answer
Why is why why and not y?
Why?
Today’s what’s why
Tomorrow that’s why
And then goodbye

Good
Is like God
Both likely lies
Both lovely lies
They lie
In our deepest core
And yet would see us sore
And why?
See, there’s no reply

Word
They said there was a word
At the very start
Pretty sure all they heard
Was some gassy ol fart
But millions were watching
That momentous birth of time
So they put time on show
With a crown on his brow

Capital bastard Time
You aren't a friend of Mine
All you do is take
All you show is fake
And when you lie
We cry
Sob, Scream, and Cry
Then eventually give up and die
And what we thought
Was the best thing we had
Turns out to be 
Visceral Fat

Words are waste
Good is dust
Don't ask Why
Just go with the lie
"Liar, Liar, your pant's on fire"
But hey, the joke is on me
Coz those pants are Mine

Bloody Asshole
Time