Your now just about crossing the line The line that blurs everything thats fine Fining your life with trouble reducing it to a whine Whine so feeble wont be heard across that line. The line? Whats that I know nothing about? About which you talk with great abound? Abounding in my ears and my heart it grounds? Grounds and no longer desires to make me proud? Hey kid stop before its too late Too late to change your fate Fate will pile turmoil upon your plate Plate from which you will eat and eternally regret. Regret? I am living the fast life! Life devoid of sorrow and strife! Strife Ive left to guys like you who have but one wife! Wife who frustrates, pretends to relate and you they knife! Before you cross that line remember Remember that here youre not a full time member Membership comes and goes like the log of timber Timber matures, is taken out of the woods and made into furniture. Furniture? I cant be that temporary Temporary is not my vocabulary My vocabulary, old geezer, is creating permanence by not being stationary! Young man, I rest my case for now Now I realise theres no way you can bow Bow to the wisdom of age that I thought you it would wow. Dont worry coz today I will be crossing the line The line across which you have always feared to dine Dine and party I will till I spend every dime Dime spending that will create my permanence with time. Do as you please Please remember my wisdom and my pleas Pleas falling on deaf ears with ease Ease of a dog getting itself fancy fleas Flea and cross that line but my blessing I will not release.
Posted on: Sat, 17 Jan 2015 07:02:44 +0000
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