I have one eye,
taken from a dog with three legs
(each taken from one of my children)
and three eyes, two of which were once mine.
A man with a hand for a head
wears a rings that can swear he’s not dead.
But a ring is a thing
that can see and not sing.
And a song can turn water to bread.
Today on The Time Travelling Food Critic: we visit Chi-chi’s, Eat a bowl of C-3PO’s, and wash it all down with a Crystal Pepsi.
Partial list of things that don’t make sense:
Reindeer Flavored Shampoo
The Timothy Dalton Society