Wondering what, whilst wandering by,
Is bothering the bothersome brat?
Isn’t incandescent intuition,
And superb sight of sleuthing,
Plenty of path to play with?
“Time ticks to tug and take,”
The bothersome brat believes.
“Surely something should stand,
“Against all above anger,
“That takes its toll...”
Surely such a speech,
Would withstand what he,
Could call and cry out.
“Anything animated and alive,
“Holds to hope however hopeless,
“Time ticks on ‘til the very end.”
He holds to his heart,
A bleak belief,
Unchanging until,
Every end ends.
Whilst wandering, not wondering what,
Is bothering the bothersome brat.
Is bothering the bothersome brat?
Isn’t incandescent intuition,
And superb sight of sleuthing,
Plenty of path to play with?
“Time ticks to tug and take,”
The bothersome brat believes.
“Surely something should stand,
“Against all above anger,
“That takes its toll...”
Surely such a speech,
Would withstand what he,
Could call and cry out.
“Anything animated and alive,
“Holds to hope however hopeless,
“Time ticks on ‘til the very end.”
He holds to his heart,
A bleak belief,
Unchanging until,
Every end ends.
Whilst wandering, not wondering what,
Is bothering the bothersome brat.
