Pugnacious mind of mine
Seeks an end to this winter fog
Your ramblings, on and on
I close the shutters, for spring is not in sight
Pig manure emasculates the air
Not a farm in sight
Your ramblings, on and on
I find solace in the bedroom closet
I hear the car door slam
The front door slam
Your ramblings, on and on
I chamber the round then nothing but stars
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 6:42 AM UTC
Pugnacious mind of mine
Seeks an end to this winter fog
Your ramblings, on and on
I close the shutters, for spring is not in sight
Pig manure emasculates the air
Not a farm in sight
Your ramblings, on and on
I find solace in the bedroom closet
I hear the car door slam
The front door slam
Your ramblings, on and on
I chamber the round then nothing but stars
