Off The Hook!

Off The Hook!

A Poem by wuliheron
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Peter Pan All Around The Mulberry Bush!

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Off The Hook



It doesn’t matter... what I say,

When I never Listen to myself!

I can keep on spouting bullshit!

Lying about being, really happy!

Lying about having s**t together!

I can keep on crying and moaning,

Lying about any stinking thinking!

Lying about how you Actually Feel!

Lying About Anything And Everything!

For Just As Long As You Don’t Want!

Since Nobody Thinks I Actually Exist!

Nobody Gives A S**t About Who I Am!
Ain’t No Gain Without No Damned Pain!

If I Actually Do My Job Right,

Its Your Resolve, That Breaks!

Because The Hook Brings You Back!

I Ain’t Tellin’ You No Lie!

The Hook Brings You Back,

On That You Can Rely!

There Is Something Amiss,

I Am Being Insincere,

(In fact I don’t Mean any of this)

(Still my confession draws you near)

(To Further Confuse the Whole Issue)

(I refer you to Timeless heroes of old!)

(No matter how much Peter loved her)

(What made the Pan refuse to grow)

Was That The Hook Brings You Back!
I Ain't Tellin' You No Lie!
The Hook Brings You Back!

On That You Can Rely…

Suck It In, Suck It In, Suck It In,

If you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn!

Make a desperate move or else you'll win,

And, Then Begin To See,

What you're doing to me,

This MTV is Not for Free,

It's So PC, It's Killing Me,

So Desperately I Sing To Thee of Love!

Sure but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self,

And I can't keep these feeling on the shelf,

I've tried, well no, in fact I Lied,

Could be financial suicide but I've got too much pride inside,

To Hide Or Slide!

I'll do as I'll decide and let it ride till until I've died!

And only then shall I abide by this tide,

Of Catchy Little Tunes,

Of hip three minute diddies,

I Wanna Bust All Your Balloons!

I wanna Burn of all your cities to the ground,

But I've found I will not Mess around!

Unless I play then hey,

I will go on all day,

Hear What I Say!
I have a prayer to pray,
That's really all this was,
And when I'm feeling stuck and need a buck,
I Don't Rely On Luck!

Because The Hook Brings You Back!

I Ain't Tellin' You No Lie!

The Hook Brings You Back!

On That You Can Rely!

But the sad Truth about any hook,

Is the Hook Is Off the Hook!

Is every dreamer’s nightmare!

Reality is stranger than fiction!

There ain’t no fool like an old fool!

While taking the bait actually hurts!

(Blues Traveler)


© 2018 wuliheron


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Added on December 5, 2018
Last Updated on December 9, 2018

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wuliheron
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I'm a brain damaged, mentally deranged, hippie dippy raised on Gilligan's Island and Green Acres, but I'm never going back there again! Currently, I'm 11 years into writing a book on Collective Ignora.. more..

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