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Ain'T That a Kick In the Head

Ain’t that a kick in the head?


Ain’t got nobody to ‘love you lots.’
So what?
Ain’t got nobody to call.
That’s cool.
Ain’t got nobody to call me good.
Good.


Ain’t got enough time to tell you the truth.
Whether I am good or bad is not up to you.
I decide to be real or lie.
So what if I don’t care if you begin to cry.


As they set you a task,
It’s all a-tisket, a-tasket, a-yakety-yak.
It’s all the same to me; don’t play your game.
You have to work or laugh.


Complete the level;
Move onto another.
One courageous deed needed indeed,
To find a perfect lover.


Stale-mates.
Just you wait.
Set your head free of need,
Or bite me.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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