Free Cee Clamp Or Revamp It

CLAMP OR REVAMP IT God damn, why did God damn me? His mistreatment is anything but vague My disappointment is to an Extravagant degree As I plod on through plague after plague It would seem that God has put a clamp upon my heart And my head in a vice that is a device of devouring depression His aggression is of a grievous magnitude While caution is caught between sense and idiocy In a sea of sequestration An orchestration with a mezzo soprano singing of stinging sorrow Until tomorrow tempts me with a tempo I cannot seem to follow And a rhythm of reprehensible in-sensibilities Its notes go unnoticed and negated by this man born of condemnation In a nation no one knows about And exists only on a map of misery Where mystery mounts a fierce campaign As champagne is poured from the mouth of an unjust jug I am God’s voodoo doll And each pin makes my head spin Okay God, you win Well, I suppose there was never a chance for me to conquer God’s quick wit and wisdom And fight against a fearsome force proclaimed With an arrow aimed toward the heart his clamp takes precedence over God damn, God has damned me to destitution With a winsome wave of his ungodly hand My life of misery has no viable solution But then again, this is what God himself has planned © 2012…...PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~