Wildfire
Sorry for the smell
Sorry for the feeling
It's hard to give a warning
But it has been a hot topic
Don't mean to make you suffer
But I love filling the air with smoke
The way you can see it from a far
Everybody talks about it
Oh the excitement of being known
Don't mean to sound conceited
I understand your life matter
But you know you are not alone
You will get a new home
But putting people to work never hurt
They sit on their butts anyway
Why not get them suited up
And have them come an play
No use of them getting paid
If all they do is take breaks
It's not easy to love someone
If all they do is take
I love to fight so put your guns away
Grab all you can and get out the way
I do not need help I have flames
I know that sound strange
But I only come and play
When people are acting dumb
Or Mother Nature calls my name
Hope your local firefighters Have enough water
it's just going to get hotter
I don't mean to be a bother
But I grew up with out a father
Just me and my mother
As I talk to you I'm getting bigger
Man what a view
in minutes I become taller than you
I see the tears in your eyes
As your house goes crumbling down
I'm sorry but I love that sound
I hate to see you frown
So when I'm done taking yours
I'll let them put me out
Glad I do not have to worry
about consequences
Cause I'm one of karma's best friends
Guarantee if you keep Sinn it's going to happen again
So tell your friends they can be next
If they don't change
we will become friends
Monday Morning Blues
{A little silly for the day,
from one who didn't "hit the hay"
Too much truth and wine did spill,
But coffee fixes any ill.}
Too much throbbing in my head
Must have been too much red
Dreams askew, I tossed and turned
Thirsty, thirsty, what's that blend?
Awake I swallow great big gulps
Of liquid blood in my great big cup.
Thank you lowly coffee bean
For keeping me from being mean.
My lifeline, savior and morning blend,
Without you I'd go round the bend.
So red and luscious, dry and sweet,
You're no competition for my a.m. treat