Colouring in,
between the lines,
a penalty for every crossing,
and all I seems to get are fines,
time after after time;
embossing grime
upon the clarity,
at least I don’t do colouring in
for charity.
Colouring in,
between the lines,
a penalty for every crossing,
and all I seems to get are fines,
time after after time;
embossing grime
upon the clarity,
at least I don’t do colouring in
for charity.