She was daddys little princess with crayons and...
Dad was a welder, mama (RIP) was a nurse...

I was losing my life ,anger and strife, clueless...
the answer to my survival was written in my bible...

My life was like an open book with half the pages...
dancing with demons and with the devil french...

I know some folks cant remember the capitol of...
but have no problem remembering the last grand...

Its the new year and I start with a clean slate
this year love blooms in my garden and I'm weeding...

If you wish to see me unravel
then book me on a little air travel...

If I was Santa Claus know what I would do?
I would make all good wishes come true...

SSHHHH! as you shush me and cover your ears all...
this poetrys so bad it should be a crime...

I have never been to France
or watched a ballerina dance...

My life was once so cool and groovy
now it resembles the script of a scary monster...

When it comes to snow I am not pleased
I really dont like to stand and freeze...

Hey friend! its time that I fess' up
its becoming clear once again Ive messed up...