Common Shit

Common Shit

Common Shit

Loss after loss, where is my gain?
How is it that I could sustain?
Just earn to merely pay of my bills?
Yet deep in heart, it could then hardly fulfill

What do I dream? What do I want?
How about a nice, long yacht?
Or maybe fancy car or three?
Would that take care of little ‘ol me?

The friendships of the past were nice
But now just one will simply suffice
A swimming pool would be so cool
Or puppy dog to sit and drool

Maybe even big, wide house
Or Jacuzzi for bod to douse
These things are dreams and oh, so large
To workers as me, the boat’s a barge!

But these do carry much concern
So off I go-another turn
To be so happy as I sit
It’s warm and soft, this common shit

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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