For me versing and writing is
bad and good news
sometimes it almost gives
me the blues
No one would understand unless
they walked in my shoes
however it seems that we
never pay up our dues

It seems I'm stuck on this
writing on life deal
maybe because from my pain
and suffering I never did heal
One things for sure it does have
a magnetic appeal
but the profit won't even buy a meal
This rhyming thing also has
me almost roped
At times it almost seems like
I've been doped

I try versing about the birds
and the bees
and the flowers and the trees
however life topics only
seems to please
At times I do feel a cool breeze
So give me my cheese
or I'll knock you to your knees
You see I care about love
but life seems to want to only
push and shove
I've been shoved off of my mountain
but I try hard not to drink from
the devil's fountain
however my verse may take
me up to heaven and down to hell
Hopefully I'll stay in heaven a spell
however from the frown on so
many evil faces
it seems we have to learn to live in
both places
Hey I'm only a man
even some of the angels suffered disgraces

opg