Meye alias ARt MedDler
I like breaking the rules
I aint no fool
I play kicking the can by kicking trash cans
Spray painting walls is like spitting on girls from up high
With my amazing imagination
Fun is my game and I still suck my thumb
Any kid can be like me
Use my alias, use my name but most people think that I’m dumb
I’m reckless with words words are just tools, and nothing is outta bounds
I swear what and when and where I want even if it aint too cool
I really don’t mean any harm
I howl at the moon with the hounds
Some say I was born on the Farm
I read Da Jesus Book dats written in Pidgin
I think for myself, I’m not some blind mindless dog
I’m not chasing my tail, more like raising some like my cat:
I reach out with my claws, scratch at your eyeballs
I just love getting yr attention, don’t be such a bump on the log
I tear off my clothes to be free
Run naked in rainstorms, in school halls
Anywhere that I please, I just like showing off my bum and my balls
I dance like a fool in the middle of school
Scream songs to wake up the Dead!
Poop in the pool, pee in the pot
Nothing about me is tame
I run inside when I’m hot, bounce on my bed a lot and I mean a lot
I run outside when I’m not, standing on swings, throw sand in your face
I’m outta my head, from outta space
I have fun in the snow on Hoedown Hill
Never grow old, never take pills
Drug sniffing dogs can sniff up my butt ‘cause you wont find anything there
This is my plug ... Say No to Drugs, stand up to thugs and dont be a thug
Its best to give really give real big Big BIG HUGS
Never give up, never give in, losing’s okay but I like to win
Life can be no cup of tea, sometimes its sappy and sad
Its no bowl of roses alla the time, I just grin and bare it most of the time
Still I like taking the time to smell roses but
Sometimes it all just smells of it, like one big litter box
I hold my breath and count to ten when I’m angry
But I mostly get pissed at the world
I think war is stupid, I like playing cupid
No means no, yes means yes, use your words is always best
Sometimes I just hold my breath when I’m mad
‘Cause I think its smart to be glad and happy
You can try to be me like I said b’fore but its best for you to be you
I’ll be true to myself, so be true to yourself and I’ll like you even more
not that you care
And I just don’t care if anyone stares at me
I color my hair, sometimes purple or green
I stare back, even glare
It’s so wonderful to be ME
To be freeeeeeeeeeeee!
Copyright ©
Benjamin Bartley
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