I thought that she Could be the one I thought that we Were having fun And then I spoke

I passed through little Whitley t… And stopped where locals could be… When I pulled up, I heard a sound Angel’s voice in Dolby surround It was a sweet, but tearful song

I don’t see into future I don’t remember past I only know this present A gift, that too, shall pass

Agile Mobile Versatile Tactile Virile

I gave a shit But you didn’t Next time around You’ll be the clown

If you’ve ever seen “Natural Born Killers” Then you know a wolf Never changes colors

My heart tells me That you’re no good I’m pretty sure That’s why I should I’ve never been

Little girls and gay men Love them some Jonathan Can’t reciprocate Wish them a life great

I know we have a special bond Because we can’t help get along Find pleasure in the naughty songs And all the rights within our wron…

There’s one thing I’ve never had in my life And I feel I’d regret Not tasting the spice It’s lean, it’s mean

I write poetry Put my heart into it ‘Cause there just might be Someone that gives a shit

I have a grip that’s never loose That’s why I always get my goose I dig my claws into your soul Until I’m your silver and gold

I’ve never wrapped My mind around Making you feel Seen, heard, and found I didn’t know

Hope you are a voyeur Hope you want to see What it truly means Be this human thing Offering my soul

Little chipper 'munk Primal, honest, cheeky, sweet Sugar in my ’shine