Love
People
Breath
Soar
Super
Money
Play Along Mary
Super
I will always be next to you
In your sticky times or unglued
My image looks like its faded
Because it's missing a few screws
Feeling a bit jaded
Relax on my chair, with some juice
Please feel at home, until you snooze

Blues, birds, cherries on the cruise
Red, led, with some lettuce on your shoes
Yellow, jello, spillage with your boos
I'd bet with my last dollar
If you ever have millions to lose
I'll be charged within a courthouse
For deliberate financial abuse
You'll have no other alternate  excuse
Since you'll be hanging
Without a physical fleshy bruise
Around the area of your house
Like a flattened measle mouse
Who had to beg to be aroused
Within his career radius
Not his ravishing city spouse
For her I have the prettiest pearly pouch
No slips, no mess, just a lengthened comfy couch
Because that is what I'm about
I always find whatever I seek
With my focus never off rout
Since I never consumed a stout

A little chip hid the leak
When amateurs lie in bed
The experts precisely slay their sheep
Because they seem helplessly scared
I dress the fearless up in scaffolds
To keep them firm, no more sleep
I am your only other way to breathe
So keep your over hyped ego water tight
Before I send you to the highest chief!
© Paul Francis,
книга «Ingenious».
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