To sit and stare
Going here and there
Is how I tend to exert some flair.
To try and pass the time
With solutions to some crime.
For example on a bus
Where there is usually more than one of us,
I delude myself with the notion that I can save the day.
By way of applying some misc aid
Without the luxury of knowing it’s a charade.
Like now the lady affront of me could get mugged,
And in my delusion, my fear unplugged
I'd bust a move and bust a jaw.
Thereby giving him the what-for.
Or maybe just a mirage of lust?
That involves one with ample bust.
Not attempting to be seedy or deplorable
But to enjoy company so adorable.
Is one a lad can't miss.
Especially when it leads to steamy kiss.
Perhaps, a vision more complex?
Maybe axles laced with sem-tex.
To throw the vehicle into disarray
That’s how I could save the day.
With flames and smoke
As people choke.
Carrying the near dead
To a temporary bed
There will be no death
When life is resumed with a simple breath.
And all at once I awake in shock
As it appears that I have missed my stop.
Jan 5, 2011
Jan 5, 2011 at 3:24 PM UTC
To sit and stare
Going here and there
Is how I tend to exert some flair.
To try and pass the time
With solutions to some crime.
For example on a bus
Where there is usually more than one of us,
I delude myself with the notion that I can save the day.
By way of applying some misc aid
Without the luxury of knowing it’s a charade.
Like now the lady affront of me could get mugged,
And in my delusion, my fear unplugged
I'd bust a move and bust a jaw.
Thereby giving him the what-for.
Or maybe just a mirage of lust?
That involves one with ample bust.
Not attempting to be seedy or deplorable
But to enjoy company so adorable.
Is one a lad can't miss.
Especially when it leads to steamy kiss.
Perhaps, a vision more complex?
Maybe axles laced with sem-tex.
To throw the vehicle into disarray
That’s how I could save the day.
With flames and smoke
As people choke.
Carrying the near dead
To a temporary bed
There will be no death
When life is resumed with a simple breath.
And all at once I awake in shock
As it appears that I have missed my stop.
These flights of fancy happen quite frequently for me, and im mostly using the topic to pracitce some of my rhyming and structure. i hope you like it :)
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