My mama said, “Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em.”
My daddy told me, “Leave ‘em but love some.”
My tailor claims I’ve grown, took out the hem
My bookie wants a lump sum; I act dumb
My school sent a letter when I failed chem
My friend boots up drugs and lives in a slum
My doctor tested, tells me it’s just phlegm.
I’m up all night, nothing to write, ho-hum
I can’t sleep, another dream with no REM
I start my rhyme with “My and I,” tee-hee!
I swear it’s really not all about me
I’m Walter White** of rhyming comedy
My product: literary LSD!
Love your sense of humor. And, I read the small print just fine, thank you very much. 😏
Deploying”chem,” “phlegm,” and “REM” - brilliant!