I met with a friend of mine, she’s a Gemini
and I decided to do some bidness – wit miss – and then she testified
for witness protection, then met the hitman for breakfast
with extra sides – of vicious aggression – and exercise
she’s sweet and sour like a lemon lime
and if she don’t give me a reason, I’ll beat it out of her everytime
so give me a decent indecent exposure, this is the weekend, it’s creepin closer
for freakin, I need to know ya
there’s secrets I need to told ya, but speechless I think it over
and over and over, finally unleash it to feed the ogre
you see, been keepin it holed up – like cult leaders, and Paul needs to
just let loose, and hump a dead moose, we’re all divas
so I’m sittin on my bed – in this shed – writin this manifesto
hand to my chest, tho, and an Alex Trebec flow
cuz I got all the answers, but I don’t know what the questions are
I’m not at all in Kansas, still I’m home alone with heavy heart
crushin my soul, and then cuttin it with snow
there’s ice in my veins, I’m ripe for a change, and someone to hold
right after she does the dishes, and finds somethin to fold
alright, I’m just kiddin, that’s why I’m young in my soul
but I never put no anti-freeze – into my radiator
so the weather put some cracks in me, into a major glacier
I turned, but not as the world, a metamorphosis
burned, if not for a girl, the headless horseman’s kiss
I felt the darkness it’s passin, the passion
in myself’s an arsonist campin, I’ll melt your heart to molasses
I can read your mind I’m far from illiterate, I don’t need to whine
my darlin I sip Moet, I can see inside the heart of your silhouette…
Yeah, that was nice. And I’d know…I authored it.
And remember, “I don’t write with an inkpen, I write with an inklin.” (I Fell Asleep Rhymin)
© 2011/2012 P/au/l Will Prevail
OUTTY BABY