Your Cup's Runnin' Over
Your cup's been runnin' over baby
Is that the way you wanna be
Your cup it's runnin' over baby
Life like that it just ain't free
But just one thing momma
Don't go sloppin' it on me
Your cup's still runnin' over baby
You're runnin' round from place to place
That cup just keeps overflowin,
You're livin' life like it's a race
I just gotta say it momma
That mess you're makin' it's a waste
Bouncing around like you've lost your grip
If you don't take it easy baby you're gonna trip
Carryin' that cup and drinkin' your fill
If you don't slow down momma I swear you're gonna spill
Your cup keeps runnin over baby
instead of more try some less
That cup is positively drippin darlin'
I swear you're makin' such a mess
I just gotta say one more thing momma
Try sayin' no instead of yes
Your cup keeps runnin' over baby
Pretty soon I guarantee
I'll get enough of bein' saturated
So don't go spillin' it on me
Yeah I'm tired of bein' saturated
So quit sloppin' that stuff all over me
posted by Greg @ 10:43 AM
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1 Comments:
Well you have served as a source of inspiration. I tried rhyme, but I don't do that well. It's never been my strong suit. Here they are, but the second is much better.
A Full Cup
I’m holding onto that cup
Drinking more than my fill
That pouring stream is my lifeline
keeps me from sitting still
There’s a hole in me
death chasing me uphill
slipping sand edged
devouring silence chill
Once I’d have turned to face it
freefall into understanding
friendship belaying at my back
come out on firmer landing
But bindings are cut
There is no safety line
I continue scrambling to stay put
struggling not to fall behind.
A Full Cup too
There’s a hole in me
slipping sand edged
Struggling to keep out
It devours my stillness
Death chasing me uphill.
Once I’d have turn to face it,
friendship belaying at my back,
dark freefall to a firmer stand
I know there’s a hole in me
that walking through,
will destroy or gift me
a grain of understanding.
There’s no safe place,
scrambling to hold my ground.
You, face upturned below me
complain of falling sand.
Thanks
mary k
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