Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Don't mean to be a bitch, but this thing is. A bitch, I mean.























Pluggin' along.
Chuggin' along.
Not budgin'
From drudge trudgin',
But all the time, I'm
Afraid of the train.

It's drainin' my brain
To maintain
The mundane strain
Of this insane campaign
Without my main
Chiefs.

I'm in grief,
In disbelief.
They've forsaken me.
Shaken me.
It's breakin' me.
Oddly enough,
This thing’s tough.
C'mon boys, tell us,
Compel us.


3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I think thay are trying to pretend they didn't start this thing!!
Mary

Anonymous said...

Cool, Tim!!
Mary

Doseydotes said...

Yo, baby
No ifs, ands or maybes
Wit’out ‘n wit’in
Again and again
You and Mary
When goin’s get scary
You show me
You be my homeys
Yo.
Okla homeys.