Cemented fossilized embedded imprint
My stride not my pride you restrict
An ache of a sore of a pain you inflict
Makes everything I'm going to do
So **** easy to predict
Cycle circled by, in a flash it went
Not a bang nor a boom but a flick
A spiral in flames turned to ash of consequence

On a spindle spun no gold but a finger I did *****
The sharpened end did fail just a tiny little bit
Half awake, sleep walking with the dullest intent
Bought so many peoples ****
That I'm flat broke
And late on rent