When you say most, are you feeling

like your getting ready to coast

always eat every bit of your toast

Remember bread makes one grow tall

You will feel your best come fall

I’am the word that is telling from whence I heard

It’s from a good sence, be assured

Are we all walking robots

Or at times are we called, no buts

Seeing traveling cars on the roads of black and white

Is like trying to reach all the stars but never getting out from the night

When a star falls, doe’s one get hit by a car

Or doe’s that mean, one will turn around and go far

Wearing that pencil on top of your ear

You do look so fine and fair

Become a ghost and you’ll make a kind host

Remember that song, “The Whipping Post”

Do you really believe in luck

Or is it the ugly duck