I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less
Let me make Home for you That rivals Kathmandu Hugs, kisses
I can blend seamlessly Because I find parts of me In ev’ryone I see
You told me that we’d meet halfway I’m not sure what that means ‘Cause ev’rything I need in life Is what I’ve had to be My loved ones threw me to the wolv…
A six hour nap I couldn’t explain Until I once tried This indica strain I took a few puffs
Shake your ass Make a pass And let’s get down to business I’ve never seen A better dream
Somehow when I write It comes out in time Words seem to flow out In a catchy rhyme Things just sorta happen
Lord and Jesus Christ Don’t forget the lice Spiders, ticks, and skeeters All the heeby-jeebers They’ve got their own place
Nom noms and tom toms Are really what make me move There’s a gravy train straight to… When you skip your needle to that…
Sittin’ in a patio chair Breathin’ in the cool night air Listening to the breeze Rustling leaves in trees I’m being the love of life
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
I feel like I could be the swan That you have set your sights upon I’ll give my all to reach the Sun And won’t stop ‘til our hearts are…
The only things I’ve ever felt Were lashing tongues and leather b… I guess that’s why it’s hard to te… How I could make you feel so swel…
To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet
Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra
