Green Strings

Emerald eyes
Surprise, surprise
But ask yourself why
Of course it’s the girl
Maybe even the world
Still, haven’t you heard?
Know what’s new
Do you have the clue?
I ask who are you

Because I’m that guy
On the outside
And I don’t wish
Bitch

And on that green
What do we all see?
Damn what it means
Sad that it’s life
That it’s tonight
Means I’m alright
Without
Don’t even doubt
I’ll scream and shout

Or let her
She’ll say yes sir
Who’s your daddy?
Well it makes me happy

Green around the gills
Haven’t I always made you ill?
Now I spill
Sex and horror
No longer defer
Sexy girls
You call it disgusting
What you do for me
Is nothing

Let it be
Your envy
My money
Dreams

On Green Strings

Copyright © 2012, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.

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