In different shapes and sizes
Came this set of creatures
All trying the various skills of seizures
Producing different forms of nature
First I loved them all as companions
Treating them all with affection
Not knowing some possessed abominations
Thus revenging my affection with disaffection
Some came as dilapidated buildings
Others as unconstructed settings
They wanted me as partners in their meetings
But I sincerely couldn’t fit-in
I decided to run away
I still needed some anyway
Should I put up with their rough ways?
Or go on the run way
What a decision I had to make
Some I had to take
Even if all were fake
A section I had to bake
As I searched further
I discoverer some were better
I sensed a portion was fatter
No more did I have to bother
I took those that mattered
Doing away with those that battered
I cared not if they bothered
Just needed to give my life some butter
Listen! All ye eves of today
The Adamses are out all day
Some transformed to make your day
Others ready to destroy your way.
I’ll forever love those with the heart of Jesus
Shunning those who tear like scissors
Even if I find one alone in my season
I’ll wave all others without reason
‘Cos when am due
He’ll pay the due
Making him my dear
In the midst of deers.
