Wanna move on…

Got this desire of late,

To drive out of the gate,

And never re-enter this place again.

Wouldn’t take much,

Just a few bucks,

To fill the tanks,

And say adios,

And thanks,

To no one in particular.

Just be here one night,

And then next,

Be one day & one night down the road,

It really sounds right to me,
But you can see if you look close,

And try as I might,

The only way to do it,

Would to be screw someone,

And that, my friend,

Just ain’t right…

                              (ed)

What goes around comes around...