Runnin' R...

[UnSquare]

Edge'd
Thrown down
Comparison -
fed
& fed
by others.

They grab meta-pillows
smother & drown,
I don' wanna frown.

Willows
weep & hang,
& led by 'good example'
I try marry one.

Tut-tatt...
shoulda that.

So,
look towards the humour
& the fumes,
yeah,
don't they even out?

Pout,
complement
re: bout seems out...

Shut that
door?
Drink sugar syrup till yo' get gout?

(lout)

Non-stout,
non-spirit,
hopin' fo' soul
gift'n 'lore'...

For there's a circle that claims that it's all an'UnSquare,
but more
there's be claims they'd be equal & raw
& straight-up,
no chase
an', w'eell pie don'sicate
but,
"at the end of the day"
Babe,
it may be too late.

Grate,
climb through,
find somethin' to sate
the way that I saw
it runnin' so smooth
Do I sew up my jaw?

O.K. Sure.

 

[up all night]

You sew up your jaw the world loses a great mind. You know it could never happen.

 

[(Wordy)]

Your rhymes make my brain bounce around... in a good way!

 

[wesmdow]

i think wordy said it well, i enjoy (or at least find intriguing) the almost-sensical nature of your lyrics.

it looks like it might go well with a beat?

 

[Mary Poppins]

^ they would yes, but one of the things i like best about your writing (well the way i was introduced to it i suppose, on screen) is how it looks on screen.

you have a way with word that creeps up behind people, tickles them, and then whacks them on the head.

you're up there with my favourite writers. such a strong sense of style.