Submit
well what do I submit to today?
The call of the wild
Or the word of I say.
Who wants to bully me today?
A peer or a punk
Or some broad with some junk in her trunk.
Luggage so heavy
And severe
To make me act perhaps demure.
I scoff at that thought
And really think naught
Even in arrears.
Give me a smile
A country mile wide
To make you my friend.
Life takes good nafarious flings
To ruin my sacred happy things
So magnify my grey matter
With pathos
That really doth matter.
