You Star Man

he phones to yak and wack wack wack, this irritating boy.
step on a crack to break his back, for he brings to me no joy.
he speaks too long i reply in tongues
he doesn’t understand.
can he not see i must be free, for me he’s not the man?
dissatisfied, i hear his lies and reply candidly,
“please, rock star man, change all your plans, and please stop phoning me!”