Unnecessary Sadness
You may not like what I like.
For something else to feed your pleasures.
But the brighter side of life...
I'd like to move within your sight!
Ooowee...
I don't accept disorder.
Ooowee...
The kind that's found on every corner.
Ooowee...
I like the flavor of a taste,
That doesn't go to waste!
Ooowee...
I wont live undercover.
Ooowee...
And hide the truth from my own brother.
Ooowee...
Or dropp a stink bomb made just to say I gave!
We both may disagree,
If a tree cleans the air we breathe.
Or the purpose we have...
To make unnecessary sadness,
Leave us fast!
Ooowee...
I don't accept disorder.
Ooowee...
The kind that's found on every corner.
Ooowee...
I like the flavor of a taste,
That doesn't go to waste!
Ooowee...
Hee hee,
I wont live undercover.
Ooowee...
Or lie on my own brother.
Ooowee...
To leave a stink bomb made,
Just to say I gave!
You may not like what I like.
For something else to feed your pleasures.
But the brighter side of life...
I'd like to move within your sight!
Ooowee...
I don't accept disorder.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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