Chew On That
People who never met me don't know me
Those who don't know me never met me
They think I'm bad
I know I'm bad
Even dangerous if you need to know
You know those things on top of toothpaste made of plastic
That keep the product safe, secure and fresh
Well, I have been known to remove them
Because I am notorious, I throw them in the trash
That's right. Yeah. Me. I'm bad, really bad
And that's not all
Sometimes I become malicious
I don't close the cover before striking matches
I leave them open
And I don't even smoke
It is no joke
I disobey the rules
Don't tip my hat to ladies when in public
I don't even own a hat
That's how bad I am in point of fact
When walking on the street I step on cracks
Walk on the other side, even if it is not there
That's how mean I can be
And did I say, I'm bad
I'm bad and glad I am
So keep your distance
Your hair looks fine and pretty
When I finish with my chewing gum
Who knows what I'll do next
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2016
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