Too my dear class...

You want a close up just because I want a mid shot
You want a mid shot just because I want a close up
Next, you want an OTS
Now that the name sounds so fuckin’ sexy.

I wouldn’t die for three inches of neck
I’m cool with your close up
Now that you’ve won your self declared battle
You can go for an extreme close up.

Her eyes look so perfect in my frame
You say my focus is incorrect
Too bad you have a fetish for noses
Or your eyes fell off with all your screaming.

I listen coz you know of topic A
But with topic B, don’t mess with me
You don’t know the accolades I got
You sure know it sounds like ‘bee.’

You’ll kill me coz my aperture ring
Is two stops more open than your brain
I’m bending over, kick my ass
All want all else as ass crew.

Your ideas suck, darling
Her ideas suck as well
My ideas suck, I admit
I guess ideas were born to suck.

Teamwork is to enjoy, to learn
Not a vent for sexual frustration
Relax, breathe, sing, work, booze
There is life beyond mass communication.


With love...