Under moon and ignorant sun ,
lies a purple number one .
Crawling through a neon desert ,
by a trumpet call left wounded and hurt .
hid inside a paper bag ,
golden medal , porno mag .
clutching mirror-man sand ,
blisters all over feet and hands .
109 in the shade ,
boy , he's really got it made .
is it a castle or a mirage ? ,
or just another reflective badge ? .
stolen off of the malignant troops ,
so dumb he could have made them jump through hoops .
His spying on the enemy ,
should get him paid hansomly .
freedom is the right to say 2 + 2 = 4