It’s been said keep your headmy therapy is a wooden shedgave and inch and you took my yardnow the mowing is twice as hardI guess that’s o.k. but next timejust stay awaytrue I’m selfish they’ll not bother medon’t know where I keep my favorite treethis is my day hereask when it’s not so clearcall me when the lines are downI won’t be aroundnever took that second lookfind the trail that leads to the hollow nookdouble backback on trackstack my apples in a weathered sackI’ll come across it if it crosses my mindI’ll come across it should I try to findkeep the pace but end the raceno more starch and a lot more spacetell me your comingthat makes tworun and hideaway from younever knew your needs requiredconstant I.V.never knew your needs requiredconstant meI’m not your food for thoughtcan barely feed myselfwhat is lost can be regainedjust look high on the shelfone one at a time and we roll alongyeehayipyippy