Friday, December 9, 2011


A man with vengeance
sought for revenge
with a list in his hand
and was never apprehend,
living forever in vengeance.


There was a boy who really loved leather
Which he wore no matter what weather
He had the spikes to prove
That he had the groove
I just wish he had on a feather!


I am a guy without a care,
I've got no love/hate secrets to bare.
Something though, causes me pain,
It strongly burns with disdain.
Thats the rise of the taxi fare.