My Written Word

Everything in my life that has passed this overbite I just happened to write it down With volumes of books filled to the crook Of my every word, sight, and sound From my Goo Goo, Ga Ga's as a baby To my very last word of today Every word ever uttered from me that you've heard That I've had to pleasure to say Of course there wouldn't be as much here to read Stacked high upon the shelf If overtime I didn't find I so often repeat myself So if you ever want to know what I said Something mumbled or blown off on the wind Perhaps misunderstood is in my thousands of books Feel free to read it all for yourself