I was a chain child, a pookie,
A hellion with a smile,
Tied tight to the backyard clothesline,
No doubt, no kapp.
I got loose. Vicked down highway 2.
Two years old.
Five miles between person a yo-yo
And drunk parents.
I was laughing, lizzing,
The highway clocked up, ripping and running.
The cops finally tagged me, brought me home.
Barely remember but I do.
I was running from them.
Still.
Oct 12, 2023
Oct 12, 2023 at 11:22 AM UTC
I was a chain child, a pookie,
A hellion with a smile,
Tied tight to the backyard clothesline,
No doubt, no kapp.
I got loose. Vicked down highway 2.
Two years old.
Five miles between person a yo-yo
And drunk parents.
I was laughing, lizzing,
The highway clocked up, ripping and running.
The cops finally tagged me, brought me home.
Barely remember but I do.
I was running from them.
Still.
