How come you always smell like peanuts?
Like Barnum in your red pajamas
It's the only way to go

And I won't always fake surrender
but ruminate in strange expressions
makes me feel more like a prince

Marcus Garvey
Al Capone
greater lovers
never known
and I'd relive you
and I still may
breath for whistling
oh shiftless day

Better things ahead for certain
but ascertaining that's a bitch
it's this plentiful abandon

you might be the fourth ascendant
a matriarch on microbrews
or a changling in the mud

Marcus Welby
Vic Damone
ass to elbow
grinding stone
and I'd forgive you
and I still may
breath for whistling
oh shiftless day

mama tell me when to coast
my antennae goalie host

© 2000 GNILSONGS

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