I’m Late (FAWM #2)
Stayed
up all night making love to my girlie
The
always lazy cross-town bus was early
Headed
east the sun was burning my eyes
I
began contemplating certain alibies
Martians
landed they wanted to debate
A
gypsy demanded to predict my fate
Profound
mysteries you can’t contemplate
Sorry
Charlie I just happen to be late
Heaven
spoke showing no mercy hail prevailed
My
smart son took his final exams and failed
I
got a collect call from Preacher Jack
I
was weeping over the Pearl Harbor attack
Martians
landed they wanted to debate
A
gypsy demanded to predict my fate
Profound
mysteries you can’t contemplate
Sorry
Charlie I just happen to be late
Philosophy
are questions answered for naught
You’re
always innocent until you’re finally caught
Money
talks but tell me do you want to listen?
You
won’t go far in a car without ambition
Traffic
was heavy and so’s my beating heart
I
was awe struck by a random piece of art
Roman
soldiers flooded the streets with greed
A
lonely beggar pleaded with me to meet his need
Martians
landed they wanted to debate
A
gypsy demanded to predict my fate
Profound
mysteries you can’t contemplate
Sorry
Charlie I just happen to be late
I
heard a robin singing captivating
The
Ku Klux Klan stopped systematic hating
Peace
broke out and flooded both soul and mind
Finally
we realized no child left behind
Martians
landed they wanted to debate
A
gypsy demanded to predict my fate
Profound
mysteries you can’t contemplate
Sorry
Charlie I just happen to be late
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