Sip on this Gin Rin, It's time to wake up. Gather around and I'll pour you a cup. I want to know something so deep and divine Something only a pretty girl like you could refine Yes what is it? I'm sitting all ears, The light is too dimly lit, And you can spare me the cheers. Well, I'd like to know how you feel in this place And how your mind is within it's own space Is it just me or is it me too, I'm sitting on this chair without a clue. I can tell you certainly, And listen up, Your eyes shine pertently Now pour me a cup. But what is it about your reigning image? I can't figure out what it is that's damaged. Is it my love for you Or my hope? Or do you see yourself with a rope? My and my, deer Beneto, Sit on the couch and clear your toe, You've given me something to ponder, And it's something that you will forever wonder Because I am here And you are there In this trivial pursuit, Now dash to your right hemisphere and toot For I wil
I write short stories and poetry sometimes. I deconstruct writing standards.