BluesPoetry
ICE CREME YOU SCREME WE ALL SCREME FOR JUSTICE
DID I ASK FOR JUSTICE WHILE SLEEPING IN THE PARK
DID I SEE JUSTICE FROM THE ANGER CALLS SHE MADE TO THE COPS
ROCKY ROAD RUM RAISIN STRAWBERRY AND VANILLA
DID THE JUDGE FEEL MY JUSTICE
DID THE DA STOP AND SEE THE MAN IN FRONT OF HIM
PROFILES HIPPY STYLES MAN I HAVE WALKED A MILLION MILES
JUNGLE HEAT DESERT SUN WHEN DOES MY LIFE BEGIN
WHERE IS THE JUSTICE OR IS IT "JUST ICE" CREME MELTING
CHOCOLATE PEACH BLUEBERRY OR LIME
IF YOU CAN'T AFFORD THE LOSS THEN DON'T DO THE CRIME
BROTHER CAN YOU SPARE A DIME OR WRITE A RHYME IN TIME
MILKSHAKE FLOATS SUNDIES OR CONES
MY BODY IS ACHING MY HEAD IS THROBBING AND LOOKING FOR A JONES
KIDS ARE LEARNING THEIR HEADS ARE ALL BURNING FARAWAY PLACES THE ARE YEARING
FAMILIES ARE GROWING THE YARD NEED MOWING HIGH WINDS ARE A BLOWING
ROLLING AND TUMBLING I KEEP ON A GRUMBLING IN DREAMS I'M A MUMBLING ABOUT JUSTICE
BANANA SPLITS MALTED MILK SHERBERT AND FUDGE RIPPLE MAKE IT A TRIPLE
SPOONS AND STRAWS MONKEYS WITH BRASS BALLS AS WE DANCE IN THE HALLS OF JUSTICE
CAN WE EVEN TRY TO TRUST THEM THEY GOT THE GUNS THEY GOT THE FUNNY MONEY
IT ALL TASTES LIKE BALONEY THE WORLD MADE UP OF PHONEYS CELL PHONES AND MACARONI
WALL STREET AIN'T MY STREET CAN'T SING TO THAT BEAT OR MAKE A AFTERNOON SNACK
GOING BACK TO MY SHACK DOING THE BALL AND THE JACK AND SCREME FOR I SCREME FOR ICE SCREME
etry
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment