I'll Call You SybilA Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE) I go to bed You’re like a warm comfy
blanket I wake up You turn to cold bitter
coffee From yesterdays pot. Oh my I see your skin Is a lovely angelic white. Wait I blink my eyes Suddenly there is a tan… Wait how could that happen. Gosh I really like your
blonde hair What was that a wig Cause now you brunette. I just don’t understand. Then everyday I have to call you by A different name. Hiding from the law Or ashamed of your past. For me I will make it simple And just call you Sybil. You say you want someone To care about you But honey how can anyone Give a damn When even you don’t
recognize The back of your hand. Oh my woman My head is spinning As you slip on that white
jacket With those shining buckles At least you should be For let me give you a reality
check You’ve become Darwin’s grab
bag. © 2011 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)Reviews
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26 Reviews Added on January 29, 2011 Last Updated on January 29, 2011 AuthorThe Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncoolAboutBirth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..Writing
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