Same shit, different pot;
Wipe your ass before you’re caught.
Smell you come a mile away;
The cat’s away, the mice will play.
Rodents, vermin, dirty rats;
Tell the truth–state the facts.
State affairs;
Grown-up games.
Check your moves;
Your play is lame.
Let me off this merry-go-
Round n round,
Circular flow;
Why Mary?
You marry me,
I marry you;
Will this marriage last?
I haven’t got a clue.
I may not be no Holmes,
But it’s no mystery–
How everything you do
Ignites a fire in me.
Lighter fluid;
Strike a match.
I’m no pyro,
But I’m a catch.
Final inning, one last play;
Bases loaded, swing away.
Power effort, try again;
Win the game–
Lose a friend.
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I know this doesn’t flow right. And it bugs me to high hell. But it’s like…that’s how it is! I come back to it every so often for a different perspective and I can’t bring myself to change it, lol.