Round and round I go, looking for the cheese,
I feel like a mouse lost in a maze searching for a key,
A key to unlock doors, that could lead to somewhere I can feed,
I think I need to invest in a bigger brain to set myself FREE.
Rumor has it that I am a clown, because I have smiley faces no frowns,
Rumor has it that I run fast, of course, I don’t want the police on my ass,
Rumor has it that I put it down, I admit it, my music be too hot so I drop it,
Rumor has it that I pour the milk before the cereal, actually that’s a fact, I do that.
No time to cook, not wanting no snacks,
I need something warm, pass the Kraft Mac,
Mac and Cheese is what I need to feed me,
So pass the plate or bowl, let’s eat before it gets cold.
Walking home in a daze, daydreaming of you,
It brings a smile to my face when I am thinking of you,
Your scent and aura is long-lasting, even when I am not around you,
I just can’t stop thinking how happy you make me feel, is my last thoughts of you.
After being super active as of 2012 with a PostADay2012 / Project 365 and dropping a new lyric, poem or comedy (4 liners or 4 bars “music wise”) I have noticed a little following on my blog. I want to THANK YOU for following my blog and hope you are pretty entertained by what I write daily.
It really means a lot to me that you have stopped by and read my work. Though I may not follow back, I promise to drop by your blog now and then if you have one and show you some love and read couple of your posts. I will also make sure a drop a comment to show that I came on by and my thoughts on your posts.
I do appreciate if you drop a comment and share your views and/or share with friends my posts if you get a chance, for then I will get to know you more and get some feedback to be a better blogger and writer. I just want to entertain, and help everyone have a good time and hopefully a good laugh.
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We all can’t be happy every day of the year,
We can’t please everybody or easily over come our fears,
All that yapping and ringing echoing in my ears,
My shorty mad at me but the reasons aren’t always clear,
All the good times we had can overcome the bad,
We fight sometimes, but it’s healthy and normal to be mad,
It’s how we get better together that really shows what we have,
But dang it makes me sad when my love, my shorty is mad again.
We do things to each other that get on each other’s nerves,
We say things we really don’t mean, even low balling in which we don’t deserve,
Just to prove a point for a moment or to touch base with our emotions,
Loud yells and fighting screams, even the silent treatment equals a commotion,
I just want normal days, happy thoughts and a good laugh,
Creating memories of new experiences, leading to brand new paths,
I can’t do all these things when my shorty stay tripping and is mad,
Lord o Lord, why does my shorty got to be like that,
I wish I could ease her mind with a simply “oh, my bad”.
(*Note (back story)): Don’t you just hate it when you and your partner gets in a quarrel? It’s healthy in a marriage or relationship that disagreements occur via it shows real emotions and how different each other are as people. It’s also a stepping stone in development of an honest relationship for future happiness.
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From the corner of my eyes I saw the sweetest smile,
From a face with lush lips, the best I have seen in a while,
With sparkling eyes thus drew me in, feet after feet, inch after inch,
If only I could have tasted the lips I liked, my thirst would have been truly quenched.
(I like your lips)
So much money just chilling in the safe house,
Don’t talk if you don’t got none, don’t open your mouth,
I am tossing dollars bills everywhere, but I am actually broke,
Life ain’t what it suppose to be, don’t you laugh it ain’t a joke.
Throw me in the barrel I can hold my own,
If you think you got the crown, you better watch your throne,
When I come at you, you can call me a Rolling Stone,
For I will bulldoze everyone who want to go toe to toe.