I cut my veins laughing,
then licked my memories from the carpet,
I pewed and said to myself:
„This is no good!”

I drank my urin,
its taste was colorless and it was foamless,
and I even had my excrement
for breakfast, but I said to myself:
„This is no good!”

I ripped my head using an axe,
I extracted a convolution
and sent it to the prime minister
on his birthday.
I said to myself again:
„This is no good!”

And it was not good, indeed.