Shepherd Breast-Stroke

by Brian John   Feb 20, 2005


This is not what I call freestyle

More like a breast stroke

My Grandpa said if you eat an artichoke, you Ought to choke.

And I choke on the smoke of the toke that I took

One baked Mother cookie- come take a look

Monkey sees, monkey does

What up Cousin!

I know you knew

Horse stew

Of course you knew

Take a bow

Take a few

Make a few bucks

Take a new lucky streak

Easy street

Blin_g bli_ng rock

Sing sing... Stop!

Up a creek

Not unique

You had hope

You lost your dream

Or so it may seem

There is still a chance

Care Bear Stare

Dare to smile

Walk a mile

In my shoes

Or moccasins

Pay your dues

Appreciate the air you breathe

What you believe

With freedom soar

Scream your dream

No, F___ it, Roar!

Stand proud and tall- you can be anything

Forget about if you cannot sing

So what if you (or your Man) cannot afford a diamond ring

The way I see it we all have everything...

That we need

We just need help not to want

What others hold

So help protect us God

Your lambs are getting cold

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