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I need inspiration, not perspiration
 
This weather is just for the birds of spring
Not at all my preferred taste in the weather
I think I will go outside and build me a swing
Maybe I can just really get it all together
Perhaps the wind will blow strong, cool me down
Hurrying me along I will just sing me a song
I will make it but, I may just wear a sad frown
I will not without a doubt dress like old King Kong
My grass is already totally out of my control
Well, blessing my soul, just what's wrong with me
They just let me out of prison on a trial parole
Itching like the man that's on the fuzzy tree
I must be in love, because I am all shook up
My baby, how she loves me, like my moneys free
But she will always be my honey bun buttercup
Those were the days, my friend, thought they'd never end
Since my baby left me, I dang near almost lost my mind
I don't know about you, I got me some fences to mend
I have no idea how I got into this situation, in a bind
Sometimes when I get lonely, I just have me a dream
I got a woman way oer town, she wuz good to me
If'n I wake up out of this crazy dream, I'm gonna scream
Get away from me, Devil , you just can't let me be free
She said your Baby's left you, this time she's gone for good
This is the end, my friend, we thought they'd never end

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By olderandbolder

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The WORD PAINTING Challenge with shakyshpere (Jim) read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The WORD PAINTING Challenge with shakyshpere (Jim) read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


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