Biased And Illusioned By Your Guise
He said “I wish”
I said “I’m glad
I could see you
Soon” at the least
She said I’m a fish
You said why a that
Are them pisces
Gone and deceased
Then the two of you were fighting in the mud
Pounding on your breasts and on your tris
Forcin’ me to leave my neutral habitat
Biased and illusioned by your guise
While her head blushed
For the first time
She accused me of
Ratting on her
With a pledge hushed
Her a-jaws opined
“Will you step aside please
Will you sir”
She proclaimed our contact now to be a-cut
Leavin’ me with questions and with cries
Forcin’ me to leave my neutral habitat
Biased and illusioned by your guise
He had quite a tale
And a story yes
But a boring one
Of physique
He could paint quite well
A premiere I guess
That’s the first time that I
Touched your cheek
But don’t you ever ask me why the Jesuit did spat
From the tree under which you improvised
Forcin’ me to leave my neutral habitat
Biased and illusioned by your guise
We are healthy souls
Walk on wealthy soles
Flaunt brocade with our
Father’s dirty cash
But the stones in my way
have all crumbled to clay
Guess my life is
An empathy cache
But I would rather skip the twentyseven club
Favoring the Wolfgang thiryfive
Forcin’ me to leave my neutral habitat
Biased and illusioned by your guise
