ADIDAS

All day long I dream about something usually a poem on the wrong side of the tracks. NO dont let her go out with him leather jacket black untenable position bum drinks beer chews spites wadds must be a dreamer tree hugger protestor wants to be a writter heard him say he is a poem maker calls himself a poet has a date with the undertaker never will he ever make a living so they cannot live on love. He will never make it in the real world of real estate houses cars boats motors and shotguns. Saw a Cross around his neck upon a Silver Chain of GOld. He has those starsigns in his eyes instead of dollar signs. Why Martha I bet you He still uses Jesus namme and still says Jesus what? a poet, yes, Adidas.