Somedays I’m just chicken shit
Although you’d never know
You wanna just give up and quit
The face is just for show

Working at a subtle pace
No high notes on the treble
Just some basics from the bass
With one foot on the pedal

Living on with just half strength
Everything just pains
Mind and body same wavelength
Don’t let negative thoughts make gains

But Kimberly you cannot trick
She sees the many signs
Adds up the arithmetic
And hands me my lifeline

*no offence intended to chickens even though they’re fowl

2 responses to “Chicken* Shit”

  1. Without bad times, you’d never know what’s good, hence bad times are good? I don’t like chooks, except roasted

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    1. Very good analysis BB. What’s good is bad and what’s bad is good. Cluck cluck

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