Hit the brakes,
We need a break.
Please, don’t ask me why for God sake!
Of course it ‘may’ be hard to take,
But having nothing betters owning fakes.
I’m here munching on my flakes,
Thinking about all the cakes
That you used to bake
For my sake.
The butt that you used to shake
And the cologne you leave in your wake.
That time by the lake,
The one time we went in naked-
One of the thoughts I can’t forsake.
I never used to be a rake
Until you trapped me in your quake.
Now I stay awake
Because these dreams make me shake.
You said anything could happen tomorrow,
Almost twice in a row.
I choose to borrow
A leaf off your sublime book now.
I’m done sucking on the lime
And wasting my time.
Today, I choose to hear the chime
Calling me to a better clime,
And maybe I’ll save a dime…