Happy Dust Gang

I drew a bar graph

And on the x axis I plotted

Date of birth to date of death

And on the y axis I plotted

Alcohol, nicotine, cocaine and meth

And I was able to extrapolate

A link between the y axis and the second date

I drew a pie chart

To help identify the pressures on my heart

The yellow slice was for people who are not nice

The blue slice was for fast food and egg fried rice

The red slice was for greed for the latest device

The green slice was for my tendency toward verbosity and my inability to be concise

It’s measured out in volts

This is the nuts and this is the bolts

Machine love’s what I’m thinking of

Why do people play at a recital and recite at a play?

Why’s a boxing ring square?

Why does snow fall but rain drops?

Is it double trouble if it comes in threes?

No one ever these days says please

Why’s a pizza circled if the box is square?

Each slice a triangle when you see it there

Why’d you look for a mirror just after crying?

It’s measured out in volts

This is the nuts and this is the bolts

Machine love’s what I’m thinking of