he's had wrinkles
since he was an embryo
he's had a hard life
since hard labor 1984
sit indian style here
our knees will touch
but pretend to not be
kinda (maybe) nervous
somehow we wake up
in a church santuary
he apologizes
but says i don't need to worry
cause Jesus is the jury
(forgiveness controversy)
always plows his head
with that old, greasy comb
though he never finds a knot
and under that scalp
there's still not alot
but *pot*
BUT he's brings a laptop to the coffee shop
so he must be intelligent
and coffee dependent
and he stopped smoking the...
...the stuff
the cops may have to confinscate this poem now
please, it was just a bluff
a spritual type of this poems has a logic which make me think and say ...isabella sweetie...you are right to say and i agree.. its really a good and heart feeling poem..well done