They Don't Quit

You don't want to catch me in a mood that's going on,
'Cause...
I can be a trip.
And I know it too...
That,
I 'am'a trip.
IF you wish to really take it.
I AM a trip.

You don't want to catch me in a mood that's going on,
'Cause...
I can be a trip.
And I know it too...
That,
I can be-a trip.

I'm not looking for,
A breast to feed me.
Far removed from tits and tats,
To chat.
My mood's away from that.
Until it doesn't matter.
My mood's away from that.

And...
I'm not looking for,
A breast to feed me.

You don't want to catch me in a mood that's going on,
'Cause...
I can be a trip.
And I know it too...
That I 'be'-a trip.

I'm not looking for,
A breast to feed me.
When those moods in me don't leave,
And they don't quit.
When those moods in me don't leave,
And they don't quit.

I'm not looking for,
A breast to feed me.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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