Twenty-Eight - WHY?

Tell me are you single yet

My heart’s as big as texas

It’d take more than just a lingual threat

To get this pest to let live

At best he’ll need a sedative

And strap him to a steady bed

At worst it’s he’s already dead

The first time folks have heard this

A song of these: the bone dry jokes

From the grown kid’s spokesmen’s notebooks

Lil pone go slow and hollow

Like an empty rowboat looks

Left to float alone it follows

Where any air goes, it’s took