Adam Skeggs Brush with Death
You know that stage where you write something funny here then later you read it and it's crap? That's where I am now.
Lyrics
Eating an ice
Eating an ice cream
Isn't it nice
Having a sweet dream
What a hoot,
I am wearing Italian boots.
My pants are from Milan.
A handsome cat I am.
See ragazzi flirt,
with me in silken shirt.
I woke up, In the dirt.
Where's my boots, pants and shirt?
2
Eating an ice....
Castaways,
by my luxury yacht they were saved.
Sunning on the deck,
are Bikini Girls impressed?
by a captain's suit,
and I'm wearing "Eau de Loot".
By the dock, In the ditch.
In my dream, I was rich.
3
Eating an ice....
When I write,
I illuminate the night.
The stories I have told,
in millions they have sold,
Readers are a-pining
for me at every signing.
I awoke, lost for rhymes,
and my blanket, was "The Times"
And I sleep, on the street,
and I'm due, for a treat.
