Hey, In Your Face - In this we are poets

Hey, In Your Face (accompanied by music, this poem is sung)


Hey, In Your Face
You're in my space
I can't reach my state of grace
When you're always trying to get in my face

I know you're on a mission
But please, ask for permission
When you want to get in my face
In my space
I'm not really in the mood for a can of mace

I'm trying to reach nirvana
But you had to follow me into the sauna
And now I can't get the nasty sight of you out of my head
It's a trauma !


Pinkgrapefruit
30% fun, 70% conscientious, or
30% conscientious, 70% fun