Hey Yeats, you got a private island home where you can go when you're down
But you're constantly bummed out
Florida is shaped like a dick and I always feel like piss in it
I don't know where you will go when you graduate and leave this town
Hemingway you were such a simple man with such a simple plan
How'd that work out?
Your sentences were clear
Your lessons lived in plain sight
But, did such a simple life drive you insane?