Toadie
I catch a lot of flies
on the tip of my long, sticky tongue
I really love the ones
that has just been swarming on some dung
I got the skin
to do the dirty jobs
others don’t wanna do
I’m the most loyal wing man roadie
that you ever knew
I’m a toadie thru and thru
I’m a toadie ...
Boss, just tell me what I gotta do
I flick out a lot of lies,
they just roll right off of my slippery tongue
I really love spitting at you —
not telling the truth ... my words smell like dung
Brown manure from the bung bottom
I got the poisoned skin ...
come rub next to me,
and feel my deadly touch
I do what it takes to win;
hiding what you don’t need to see,
and you won’t be seeing much
I’m a toadie thru and thru
I’m a toadie ...
Boss, just tell me what you want me to do
I’m a toadie
with croaking lips colored blue
Come kiss me, baby ...
and let me make you a slimy amphibian too
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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