got a call from a blogger,
may sunshine, Sunday jogger,
old man, mangy dog,
pop song, captain's log,
got a call from a blogger,
down where the taps flow,
sometimes from the homestead,
sometimes making bread,
may just watch the day turn to night instead,
got a call from a blogger,
while I cataloged my sins from a broken bed,
he told me sins live on after we're dead,
I replied, "sounds like something from a birthday card,"
he said, "I'm drunk, just disregard."
got a call from a blogger,
may sunshine, Sunday jogger,
she said I didn't listen to her no more,
but I was busy getting the high score on Frogger,
she screamed, "you're ignoring me!"
I said, "stop talking, I gotta take this call from a blogger."
2 comments:
Welcome back!!! "Got a Call" good. Like the banter, the rhythm. Like a heartburn blogger of the night. Fast paced like a Tabata Protocol
layin' down some sweet rhyme rhythm, Dox ... to satisfy that woman!
You gotta take Bobby the Blogger's call, or he'll kick the living shit out of you.
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