Yours Truly
Mom, you never thought in your life,
About a boy you’d adopt,
Who’d speak more words then, Limbough,
And get told more then once, he should stop,
So you’ll be thinking I’m freakin, When you read all that I’m thinkin,
Then take you back a few seasons, when I was young and a heathen.
If you take a life full of lies, and write them down on a line,
And made the words so they’d rhyme, you’d have my life on the spot.
It’s like the story of my life,
When evil comes, I get shocked,
Then like my brain comes to life,
I start to think, then I write,
See, you never once sat and thought,
About all those poems that I’d write,
Are actual things that in life,
I couldn’t explain, so I’d write.
If you take a like full of lies, and write them down in a line,
And made the words do they’d rhyme, you’d have my like on the spot.
(2003)
