Tight Rope

I’ve been walking over a tight rope

With due respect

Yes, there is hope, smoke that dope

Be one like the Pope

So easy when you’re on the top

You crop

No one messing your mind

Only the chief cop

Had brought you the sign-stop

Now do the blob at the hop

They say wait, you’re the bait

Look inside

From the tight rope

Cripple, here’s a nickel to pickle

Taste second nipple

Is so simple, so simple

I’ve been walking over a tight rope

Say no more

Nova-Flor

I found what I’m looking for.

By: Monat

Copyright © 2012

One Hundred

One hundred of carcass

Doesn’t make you

A good play- maracas

Two hundred of mierdas

That’s the way

To strum the cuerdas

How many times had you

Tried?

Cry carajo cry, like I cried

Over too much

Bribed

Laughter of my bride

One hundred, two hundred

I see you

Later, hombre sin nombre

Distance música

Sound from your cucumber

Sour somber

One hundred make me think

Far under

Tea or coffee, brew my

Thunder

Lightning and hundred.

By: Monat

Copyright © 2012