song for a good child, sung by a bad one

sometime someone will come,
take my hand and hum
with me and my mouth,
love me until south.

hum, hum,

and,

hum, hum, hum,

we will be very happy
we will hum very nice
we will act very good
we will live very just.

and,

when someone-and-I's time comes
floating on our looney tunes
together we will go far away
passing the candy clouds on the way...

hum, hum, hum,

cursing the frauds down below,
eating godmade marshmallow.

hum, hum,

i hope...

hum...

claim

factotum
is what your eyes
make you to see
the different things
through the atoms
of miniscule people!