Buddha Rhubarb Butter

As for my single self, I had as life not be as live To be in awe of such a thing as I myself As for my own concern I had as think to think As keep on thinking not so hard as for the brain to burn And at the salad bar, a man he stares into the croutons Hypnotized by powers of the Bac-O-Bits And I expose myself to stimuli Unfit for people outside the controls of an experiment