Cross-Eyed

Apr 06, 2008

I wish God cross-eyed so that he not see
the crooked life I've led so he
might let me in with haste and glee
my sins completed are left in create
in my ode quite cautiously
my ode decoded hint lies eroded
into what I'd like to be
so trust me not I'll do you wrong
cast you off and sing a song
merrily while all along
I lie buried in sins with sorrow throughout
I've lost sight of truth and to love I'm all out
no kids to sing of teacup and spout
no wife to ring and state arguments plea
as sympathy and empathy lead to apology
all topped off with ample pout
over all of the things that would happen about
our comfy home I have no doubt
I wish God cross-eyed so that he not see
the crooked life I've led so he
might let me in with haste and glee
and not cast me off as dog would flea