tagNon-Erotic PoetryAll Up Shook

All Up Shook


Well blessa my britches I’m a piece of meat,
And I can’t seem to stand on maown three feet,
She make me crazy so I wet the sheet,
And just look: I’m all up shook.

I’m obsessed with a girl who won’t ‘cess me back,
I seem just can’t to brain my put on track,
I’m a bird in the yard and lightning smokestack,
And just look: I’m all up shook.

She’s on my mind all night and day
But how do I get into her plans?
I don’t wanna be bitter. Should I just find another?
All I do is stumble when I look for a woman.

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