Monday, May 25, 2009

My Man

I don't wanna be
A good man
Tarry 'til you come
Patient and hum drum

After shave mornings
Off my mooring
Ignored out loud
My music kowtow

Churning out dimes
For those I love
Having a ball
Fake have-it-all

No suit and tie
Lost lived mistake
Purpose negated
An ending belated

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