Autumn for a Day-Old Toad

Highways gleam with two kinds of micaas Burma Shave boasts, I have lives like a catTaking heed of the exits that exist for my moneyI stock up on earthworms, making protein from fatAmerica Coming UndoneNow I am but a lowly boy who will die all alonewith a knife in my heart, and my heart in my hand. Dishonorable foes bellow I never got punished;but I formed the rock in this world built of sand. Terrible NailHave you ever felt a temporal lobe explodewhen you learn your sons are not your own?Are You Kidding Me, Bruuuce?