Gumball
Breathy voice from lips cherry red
Another piece of candy for my tongue to tread
A twist of the wrist and a quarter or two
Gives me a another piece for my mouth to chew
Oh I have always loved the look
Of this places sweeties
It’s like their all hand made
But their taste is always fading
That’s why I call it gumball
Chew it up and spit it out
And let another piece fall
It doesn’t matter if they don’t like the way I play
cuz I don’t tell my gum about my game
if they don’t like it it’s a shame
Gumball might stick
Oh but it don’t stain
Sometimes when I’m alone
And when I’m candy free
I go and shake up the machine
See it all movin in the glass
Just hoping I don’t pass
That I’m looking for another little piece of ….
But they don’t know how I play
Cuz I don’t tell my gum about my game
If they don’t like it it’s a shame
Gumball might stick
Oh but it don’t stain
Blueberry dress and scarlet hair
Looking at me through the globe
I love its taste upon my teeth
That’s why I got another piece
When this is over we’ll both agree
The dress looks better on the floor of my place
No one likes to be alone
But no one likes to let someone get boring either
But there is so many things to try
I can assure you that
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I won’t tell them how I play
Cuz I don’t tell my gum about my game
If they don’t like it it’s a shame
Gumball might stick
But it don’t stain
Copyright © Tyler Minisce | Year Posted 2015
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