(The "True" Story Of)Tickin Little®
Rooster Booster
doesn't play here ever,
but he'll 4ever rule
my broken heart and soul.
Where am i
why did it fall-the sky,
what am i doing here
when will Queen Hope appear?
Hope of a better way
for me to see the light of day,
i don't see Heaven anymore
so what waits for me behind this broken door?
(i'm off to summon The Queen)
The clock is tickin slow
where am i to go,
i'm a chicken with my heart
cut off to live where do i start?
Copyright© 2012
You may find it appaling
But like it or not my death is calling....
Sally Rally aka Chicken Stricken
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