Flock It

Flock It

Flock It
Hard-pressed for the answers
I wonder which way I’ll prance – ER
Flaunting knowledge, but of what?
To get along without a cut?
Listening’s better than calling
The shots that can send you to bawling
But that’s got to be way too easy
Being an earpiece for Weezie
So maybe then I should talk
Express what I know and then flaunt
But then I become ever-winded
And talk as my life had just ended
Going on and then on and then on
To see how my seeds are then spawn
Here I plant one little seed
I hope it is not just a weed
But instead, I would like a big spread
Of every plant studied or read
So I can then see them grow big
Could I be a zealous ‘ol pig?
Oh yes, I guess that I am
That’s how I show I give a damn
A comment for every topic
At least I could never say flock-it!

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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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