FOURTH OF JULY
 
I had some mad money to spend in my pocket.
I could just buy a knick knack of a rocket.
It was the fourth of July, it was helter skelter.
Everyone else got their lion`s share, they was having fun.
They said there was no use in crying crocodile tears.

I`ll bury the hatchet till next year, I`ll show em!
While thay get all agog, I`ll be all agog too!
I will be even steven in this game of fireworks.
This vicious cicle in this life has to end somewhere.
Now know this, these wax poetic words makes me blithe.

By poetalthomas

© 2009 poetalthomas (All rights reserved)

 

All agog - Bury the hatchet – Crocodile Tears – Even Steven –
Helter-Skelter – Knick-Knack – Lion’s Share – Mad Money – Wax
Poetic – Vicious circle






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