Do you know what?
What don't you know - would you rather get your flow stopped? Or drop like the soap.
I'm sitting on dope hops. Hops and hips. Just look here at my gold watch!
Clocks the fifth. Go knocks. I mean nuts. I mean I am!
Trying, but time is out and I've been lying.

First day I sit alone,
Sniffing on my phone,
Whistling a tone,
Melancholy like a gnome must be!
If I was so short - I don't know where I'd go!
When everybody stares at me like I've got no clothes.

I'd look down at my toes, try not to pick my nose,
I'm already nervous even without that woe -
I'd rather be looked up to than down upon -
Like a gnome on a corner lawn.

If I was a gnome I'd know no home!
If I was a gnome I'd be out on my own.
If I was a gnome I wouldn't reach the microphone!
If I was a gnome I'd be a stone.

If I was a gnome.

I thought I'd write a:
Bite-size slice of life plight fight
Might strike quite! Haiku

I'm sitting...
Sitting here...
Living here...
Sitting here...
Sitting...
Living...
Sitting here...
Living here...
Sitting...
Living...
Sitting here...
Living here...
Sitting here?
Living here.
Sitting.

Forbidden, it should be!
To sit down here. Live down here.
The wisdom, is not good!
Not good down here. Not down here.
There's nothing... but ground down here.
Nothing... around down here.
Nothing... but sound down here.
Smitten, I lounge down here.

Sitting...
Sitting here...
Living here...
Sitting here...
Sitting...
Living...
Sitting here...
Living here...
Sitting...
Living...
Sitting here...
Living here...
Sitting here?
Living here.
Sitting.

I'm waiting on a station...
Thought I caught a good train, but it was just like vacation...
It's taking too much time it gets away!
The sun sets, aren't we done yet? My thumbs are gray.
But it don't matter anyway cause tough is one who doesn't,
Explode like an engine man I get down on combustion!
I thought I was the truth but I guess that I wasn't,
It comes in all shapes and sizes like the dirty dozen!
Were you an ally no you wasn't! I shouldn't joke about this shit -
Like old folk I just want to poke a little bit!
I thought that I was finished...
But really there's no stopping me! I won't go down until I get a lobotomy,
But I'll always need an excuse, to get wild and let loose -
Light the fuse and get out! Outside! Out of my regret shoes!
I'ma yes choose! And go until the going is over,
Till the rolling is over until I'm sober.
It don't matter what I eat if it's kosher come on give an old dog a bone,
Geronimo, there's nothing on you, you know? Go, go, go, go, GO!
I sit here in the air and stare into the sun until I turn into.. stern, stone.

Medusa.
Will you learn home? Or will your tombstone read you earned no rest!
Let it off your chest or burn slow...

Relax. It's just a bloody doodle.