Circles

 

    Built, bought, bred and brung every thing

    I branded, banded, planted and sanded each spring

    Fought towns, broke crowns, rebounded scheming

    I've done all that I've done

    I did it for circles

 

    Got brawn, brains, brand unbreakable things

    Then built bombs better to blow up those things

    Made risk, rent, rail, retractable wings

    But all I've really done

    Runs in a circle

 

    Cracked, cured, conquered, created nothing

    I played, paid, pleaded, pretended to sing

    I fleeced, flayed, fled, philander funding

    To pray that I may plunge,

    Into a circle

 

    Bing bang boom, a brand new disease

    Let willywangloon,

    Now bed bugs and fleas

    Caught dingy dang doom from dignitaries

    And still without round I'd drown

    I'll die without circles

 

 

Reviews

[alanwgraham]

I bet you had fun writing this - it's great just to play with words for a change. I enjoyed not having to struggle to understand what its all about.
Well done,
Alan

[Capaneus]

thanks, glad you enjoyed it