Brain drain training the brain
The sprocket launched like a rocket where’s Mr. Crockett
Miami has the naughty and nice screaming for advice
Socket in my pocket turning the gears, while pouring out the years of tears
Tired and perspired
Still on fire with desire
Passion, compassion, need expansion
The dove of love fly’s the sky and while never in disguise- love is the prize
Don’t be an dick is what I hear being spit off the lip
10 times- 20 times- 30 times- it’s my time, so I’ll spend the dime to chime, because I’m going to rhyme- 1 time- 2 times- 3 times – I’ll still shine for I am always moving forward in time.
Stand in line-it’s my time- so don’t cross the line of my design
Train the brain with pain if you’re locked in chains- it’s not insane or in vain- to break the chain
Don’t be the chain locking my brain or I’ll torch and scorch the link and watch it sink
It’s that time for getting the juices flowing. See you in the next post.