the sweet taste of freedom and bubblegum
it's friday again and i'm banging my drum
the taste of a sandwich that i just ate
but love is the neighbour of jet black hate
schoolgirls scream
at the top of their voices
i try to ignore
the annoying noises
some attention seeker
may honk his horn
sweet love is the neighbour
of so much scorn
chatterboxes may
disturb me as i write
i wish to be alone
in this bright sunlight
free from interruption
by passers by
i'm really into something
so time will fly
it's the end of august
the month of doom
but i sing my way
through the smog of gloom
the sweet taste of freedom
and bubblegum
i am a child of God
but you think i am a bum
LARZ GUSTAFSSON 30/8 2019
Bunden vers (Rim)
av Larz Gustafsson
Publicerad 2019-08-30 14:09