Barry tells me his time is up.
Barry tells me there is little to fear.
Barry tells me it’s the Day of Reckoning,
and that things will be different.
Barry says we ought to find God.
Barry tells me the fight is nigh
while giants try
to kiss the sky
where eagles fly
and doves cry.
Barry tells me things are getting real, yo!
Barry says the ice cream is melting
and I should make some freezer room
to save it.
Barry tells me, “No, really. Move that shit around.
Don’t let it melt!”
Barry tells me I fucked shit up.
Barry says he’s out of here.