Inside of my head
Is a vast empty space...
I've got a ghost in my pocket
and a butt full of calories...
Eyes of glue
Sticky shoe...
sometimes
I hear people...
Fan Pandit
Pray ladies do not be a flutter...
Am not daft
AM not silly...
Pacing, racing , chasing unknown limits
Flying, dashing on the verge of crashing...
People tell me that money talks,
It is true what they say...
The teacher said "Don't do nuthin, and...
But sittin's a somethin now, isn't it...
I love
How people...
I thank providence
my peccadilloes were done...
Well I wrote a poem about my wife
But she said, "If you post it you die"...