No Carbon Copy

5/5/21 Woke up groggy The waters were often choppy From Del Monte Toward Milwaukee To way beyond Nagasaki And all across the Mojave See me in person or hit me up on the Walkie-Talkie Always been a real one, not no carbon copy I am down to earth, far from bossy I've been peaceful like Gandhi I was humble not cocky It's all good, if they want to mock me I was more than just somebody When it all got rocky Made an offering and did it calmly Got it done, like it was my hobby By myself without a posse Near and far from a field of Poppies Close and nowhere near the Rockies Faintly familiar with the Anunnaki I awoke awfully hungover or feeling lofty I started the day off with a beer or a coffee Outside it was already getting hot or staying frosty The weather and my glasses got foggy I had similarities to Clyde, but I never found my Bonnie Always in a state of melancholy Poor yet snobby Foolish and snotty Pockets and weight turning scrawny Being sloppy I had to keep it saucy After all it's only a human body At times I went Kamikaze Going with or against the Illuminati I got no time to be wishy-washy Yet, I've been doing the 'Ricky Bobby' Golly Living a life similar to Quasimodo In conditions that are shoddy Boy, don't try to get salty or to fault me Physical or verbal assaulting Followed by you acting gaudy When the truth is it's folly I could take you out with or without one good volley The outcome is certain, it's not spotty Always been friends with cats and doggies Such as Abyssinians and Scotties Far too many caught up with like Nazis Mitt Romney And commies In a world full of predators like Bill Cosby Not a soul has proven to be godly Yet it is idolized in ways that are odd to me It was a positive outcome or it was grisly This is reality not Disney It was weak or it really hit me Situations and plants got sticky Not all that picky I'll take a plate of Chicken Teriyaki With roasted Kohlrabi Or Manicotti Otherwise a charcuterie board with Salami If that can't be done, then a sandwich with Pastrami In and out of the vicinity of any Palm tree Nearly every night, I turned into a Zombie You either do or don't got me Time and money is what it cost me If it turned to that, then I turned into John Gotti If there's one thing life taught me When it's all on the line, got to go out like Rambo and Rocky Otherwise my life is stopping Because in this day and age it's often involving A fist or gun, and the outcome is appalling Especially over women, drugs or broccoli