Thursday, February 5, 2009

And why does my scope say what it does
It was an interesting site to see
And then you my dear in the water's fuzz
And was Stinky talking to me
Is that direction a coincidence cuz
I'm being as quiet as I can be
But he is right it's a lack of privacy
A ponder now that's my favorite you see
A problem I must rectify
Or I lose my right to be
To let my voice just fly
Free to fly by my own word
And not the thought of what another heard
To throw back in my eye
Because a caged bird does not sing
It takes no thought to wonder why