Nothins gonna change
Nothins gonna change
Just because it does not suit me to a tee shirt baby
Nothins gotta give
To make me throw away my style
Sometimes a poet will peel a bright red yellow banana
Sometimes it must be an orange peel or an red apple core
Sometimes the apallete core is green and the peel is lemone
Sometimes a certain someone smiles
Sometimes a fruit cocktail will appear inside a poem
With pears and peaches and lessor plumages
A good cocktail has some apples and some melons
Some artificial lemons and some orange peel
A TOUCH OF CLASSROOMANTICS AND ROMANTICS
MONKEYS love each other they groom each others fur
Or hair is what that is they have this monkeys hair
Its fur all over them .Something's gotta give something's gotta slide
The brite red plumage of the parrots in my eye.
The cocktail waitress is a guy.