Some guys are just trouble,
And that begins with a T.
You know before the nights over
You'll tangle and that has a T
I guess it's just nature
That makes us want to fight.
The meek inherits the land
But a good right ends the fight.
Why can't we be nice at times
And enjoy the musics sound.
Just want to dance with my gal
And not get pushed around.
Ron
Love ya!
Jane