Thursday, November 29, 2012

Flip-flop

You know I'm not Pinocchio
Appropriately quotable
Appropriately poet-told
Trusting in the functions
Of the folks that I find notable
Giving up on what you thought
Looking for a solid rock
To stand on but instead you got
A slushy bunch of baja sauce
A house built on some sand and jocks
I told ya not to wear those socks
You faking saying you forgot
But now you stand on sand that hot
In socks instead of soft flip flops