Quick... To The Foals



Souls...

Souls riding souls,

out from the surf, see force here we go,

into the unknown,

sun shine shown,

as we roam,

known,

land & sand,

this seems to be the task at hand,

no map, no plan,

my numbers guide human kind, man,

& woman, soothe you too, SAM,

bam goes the bombs blowing up the earth with a slam,

what a scam...

Land of love where's the hugs...

Bear's & thug's,

ripping apart our home without a shrug,

or even a flinch snitch,

haven't we already heard this story before... Yea it ends with the wicked witch,

bitch...

&

moan,

that's it.. I'm on my own


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jhamann 3 years ago from Reno NV

Nice rhymes. Jamie


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goego 3 years ago from Loserland Author

Thanks Jamie!!!

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