5/7/98

talk talk



If a picture is worth a thousand words
Then consider me a rennaisance work
For they come to me in droves and herds

A dialogue of several hours
Breeds a type of insomnia bout
That gives to me amazing powers

The strength to stay awake all night
Is not enough to brush away
The groggy head I soon will fight

But you bet I will remain in verse
A verbal chorus that sings to me
Assures me that it wont get worse

So drop your dime (and quarter too)
And pick your lucky numbers
So that a boy might lose sleep for you