Out of the Blue

Now let me see, what can I say. What's inside me on this new day. My mind is blank, I've drained the tank. No one to blame, no one to thank. Just mindless drivvle cast all about. Poetically, I quietly shout. For who will hear such things so *****. From a drissle lip that guzzle's beer. Oh, :) help me, I think I am lost. Such indulgence at such a cost. But then sometimes whatever rhymes. Is all the higher that one climbs. I've burnt my flag, I've sold my gun. No need to brag, just having fun. I really think I've just begun. Op, nop, I've got to run.