CASTILLEJO - Living Single

Once upon a time

There lived an hermit

Castillejo

Humble vanity for fully clad

Hard as nails

Battling to make hay

Bent to be brute, steadfast

Castillejo

Alien gore misguide you,

He holds tiny grip

Leads baby’s through path straight

A learned sage

Castillejo

He had rather concur

No-one cares

Castillejo

Trolling around golden sheets

Ménage a trios

Where Pride, Fate and Wisdom meets

Castillejo

Swerving to social climate

The knowing, cognitive

The doing, choice

No children, no wife

Is your house a home?

Castillejo, must grow

Body must strive to complete

For, one shall chase a thousand

Two, ten thousand