Poetry sings to me (2008)
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2008

 

There was once a day
But the day ran away
The day betrayed me
So this day I betray

I stand here today
With an A on my name
With an O in my flow
With no shame in my game

There are lions to tame
Deep down in Africa
There are pioneers to mame
There are technicians to mime

And this happens all the time
When we all mountain climb
I suppose I'll let you rhyme
For old times sake

While bread I bake
For my sisters birthday
I WONT BE LATE!

I know that
I'm nobody special
But it doesn't matter
To me

I know that
I'm nobody special
But that's all I
Want to be!

Yeah, eh, Yeah eh eh eh eh Eh!
owoah, aha - haa

Yeah, eh, Yeah eh eh eh eh Eh!
owoah, aha - haa