Urine, but I'm out
living on a shoe-string.
You were in a hurry,
eyes unsteady, blurry.
Chanced, took a leap.
I run, wild and free
without pain, misery,
streaming yellow pout,
stains behind ... no doubt
but free.
Urine, but I'm out.
living on a shoe-string.
Of various places,
I prefer shoe laces.
Number one ... OUT!
I run, wild and free
without pain, misery,
streaming yellow pout,
stains behind ... no doubt
but free.
Urine, but I'm out.
living on a shoe-string.
No wings just a prayer,
as I swing ... am aired,
wallow in mud.
I run, wild and free
without pain, misery,
streaming yellow pout,
stains behind ... no doubt
but free.
Urine, but I'm out
dangling from a shoe-string.
You string me along
with the same old song ...
it's way too long.
I run, wild and free
without pain, misery,
streaming yellow pout,
stains behind ... no doubt
but free.
Urine, but I'm out
dangling from a shoe-string.
Much worse than replaced strings
comes if his mother brings
brand new shoes ...
A humorous look at the world and life through my eyes.
Follow the author and his wife, as they travel the world …. several times over.
Laugh at their funny stories, self-inflicted crazy events, strange observations, wacky zoo facts and snippets
The Wholly Book of Doo-Doo-Rot-on-Me is adult satirical humor featuring adult language and adult content, and the work is a parody of the Old Testament Book of Deuteronomy.
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with the same old song ...
I think that you are expressing a lot more here than at first it seems "on the surface." Love and best wishes,
Regis