by Brenda M Gonzalez
Today all I could show lyrical was sitting
Weather it was juice or soda drink drinking
My words match up like puzzles
I drink a lot of water swimming without a muzzle
Sinking until I feel it now
Sinking won't stop me from lyrical knowing how
Tatted you up like a painter
Am going up like a air balloon-er
Maybe my sitting on drinking will end with someone like Bill no billing
Money and me are the sitting on drinking.
From:
Poetry Volume 1
Copyright ©:
Brenda M Gonzalez
Last updated October 04, 2016