.I condone a curious spirit,
.So I'll let you see inside my mind,
.Where I'm ashamed of my human nature,
.I'll let you see me in my pink bunny suit.

I don't know WHY you don't want to live with the appeal,
Maybe you just don't like joy or fun,
But your VEHICLE can't maneuver paths laced with caltrops,
Whereas I can float by to explore eeeverything.

Yes, my interest lies with all,
I'm just that sort of being, you see.
Sometimes the HARDER they fall,
The BIGGER they be.
Remember that you're only as powerful
As the vehicle you're in, yes.

You act as if I should be embarrassed,
But I'm no mascot, buddy.
I represent only eternity's present,
Where businesses advertise not with words and pictures, but with abstract paintings.

Honestly reflected in the darkest world,
This is the ONE true form my murderous intent can take,
Something inconspicuous yet flamboyant,
Something that says: "I know none of us can really be serious."

For, even if you find the answers to your existence,
You haven't yet found questions formidable enough to match them.
I shall add in a very carefree manner,
"Neither have I."