Like a myth of history that would become real
Achilles found it most difficult to crawl...

Remember when we had no uniforms
With our skins and shirts to weather the storms...

Never could spell to well, but I rhyme sometime.
Digging a well to hell you may find sublime...

Once upon a time in my wildest dream
We all would work together like a team...

Perhaps I am often misunderstood,
though I speak many tongues...

Penal ties x 2 WTF is new
Winning the future too...

I grew up with Mother Goose rhymes
Sugar and spice and everything nice...

People tell me that it is a sin
To steal a line from Bob Dylan...

Come on without come on within
You'll find no more love than Sherry Lynn...

You can have reason and rhyme
But neither of them all of the time...

You're digging for your ore in the days of yore
We've forgotten we're rotten to the core...

My computer got a virus so I had to get Norton
Coffee makes me as nervous as Billy Bob Thornton...