I know it is not as much fun as getting your first look
But in a world where reflection time is few and far between
Please invest in my words and take out what you mean
I wish this book contained the answers to everybody’s dream
Then we wouldn’t feel the need to shout and fucking scream
The irony being that we have the answers all along
It’s just that some of us don’t stop to hear the heartfelt song
What you are about to read should be treated like a treat
You are congratulating yourself for putting up your feet
Switch off your phone if you are one of the mobile crew
So you can be free of that book where all the faces spew
We are going on a ride together into the mists of time
To the now where I wrote the words and forced the dodgy rhyme
I didn’t plan what to write, the saliva just poured out
I was just there to catch it and funnel it down the spout
If you feel the love perhaps you could tell your friends
That you know a crazy dude who has probably got, ‘The Bends’
But that he writes wicked poetry and needs lots of cash
For how else is he going to pay for his next stash of hash?
Cheers!
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