end credits

End Credits
8-2-09

The end credits always seem sweeter than the beginning
Still I fight my flesh but my flesh is winning
I always took it too hard on myself
Which led me to a life of books on my shelf
A misfit, yeah, I can claim to be
Yet never again have I tried to win that tree
Told to yet write from my heart
As so rhyming is not as there is in ones art
Try your hand at prose
For the good Lord knows...




Of East Or West
8-2-09

The great white shark makes her appearance
On the Pacific shore
Yet the old seagulls get old
And become to the viewer a bore
They had trouble with their fireworks
Where we wonder as the feral cat lurks
The great white shark makes her way on the Atlantic coast
Yet still those of humility elevated again will boast
The killer whale to fishers is a whole new sight
As the hackers try to download this web site...