Wrecking Ball
There was nowhere to go,
but I got some company for show-
shuttled me in and out of Po',
raced a car and blew a motor...
Got me into shows,
had me playin’ like a vote,
I was reachin’ for the glows,
but was satisfied by all the bones-
in and out of cold,
I had company for show,
they let me know I was dope,
hit me up over the older phone-
waited for notes,
sat on a couch and watched wobbly-
intermittent heart throbbing,
as well as comedy-
the mood was drunken,
I raced with the stumpin’,
doin' it only once in a while-
but hey,
who are the one’s that are plunkin?
I loved Romper Stomper and reality t.v,
Boon Dock Saints, Archer and Weeds,
it was all what was happening free,
my laughter became the clapping,
my time as king was rapture,
as it seemed-
I could simply capture all my relative needs.
Copyright © Jimmi Canada | Year Posted 2013
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