Cherry Vanilla
Poetry
... butt you (no doubt about who it's about)
this arcade game in which we all dwell
bouncy ball bumping from heaven to hell
born to the father bow to the son
holy ghost keeps track of all we have done
Now most of us learn to be true and to care
butt you ... you're just not a good sport
'cause you just don't play fair
surrounded by riches but meaningless ones
that's all ya can get with your greed and your guns
believing the planet is yours to control
buying allegiance while selling your soul
when it comes to big balls man you sure got a pair
butt ... you're just not a good sport
'cause you just don't play fair
this beautiful country created by dreams
is crying and bleeding from your lies and your schemes
ya know most of us see through your sick selfish game
and all you destroy for your moment of fame
I could call you worse names but no need to go there
you butt---e ... you're just not a good sport
'cause you just don't play fair


a short poem
A prune is not a cookie.
