This poem will be with speed,
Because it's 12:30, sleep I need...

There was a time, not so long ago,
Happiness permeated, love could still grow...

So they say you can't come home again,
What if I said I could go back up the yellow brick...

If you sing the song,
What could possibly go wrong...

I would take it all back,
If I knew the magic words...

The time that I felt something,
Was a cloud of childhood mumbling...

Summer is waning,
As am I...

He wanted to move on,
Find a place of their own...

I get tired of walking around the planet,
And all I hear is a Karen and Janet...

It's nice to sit alone,
Thinking, probing...

Cheating is a vile, ugly thing,
It's worse than a stab in the back...

Stand as tall as you can stand,
Try to be better than your old man...