It got me like a stinger And left me a stranger Oh yes, it's me - the messenger Who never failed the astringer Not least the harbinger. Argh, it changes everything, infringer! Now, almost lost in spiritual life Without hope of a quiet life It's time to face my lovely wife Not to justify, but face her knife After nightlife with that lowlife. And, it wasn't always so with wife. Alas, minger! You just are a cringer Dare you not linger To feign the singer And bite another finger.
Insecure
I see you celebrate when I fall Like you're more meritorious of the call That you jubilate and not worry at all. Is it not all the more curious that you stand tall? Why do you hold me in thrall? You are flourishing like a flower On the lavish hallways of power And still, you want me lower As I walk to the tower. Is your ultimate killer, to empower? You're unique, Chevalier! Stop being beastlier When I shine like a chandelier My goal isn't to be saintlier. Is it time to feel a kinship, Cavalier?