Word Tease
Words.
We don't always get along
I see 'em, feel 'em,
but can't always say 'em
They hop, skip, and jump
from my soul, to my tongue
And there they stay, like spit
Spit waitin' to be spit out
They dangle like a carrot, in front of a horse
Such a tease!
To want to say what you can't articulate
Words.
They tease me.
We don't always get along
I see 'em, feel 'em,
but can't always say 'em
They hop, skip, and jump
from my soul, to my tongue
And there they stay, like spit
Spit waitin' to be spit out
They dangle like a carrot, in front of a horse
Such a tease!
To want to say what you can't articulate
Words.
They tease me.
1 Comments:
Stinkin' words! Stop that!
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