Crackers

Crackers spoil In the California sun Autumn leaves But she never said where she was going In your heart Your mind grown dumb You feign surprise to learn that That's where babies come from Remove your grace and ease Try to avoid even the casual relationship to cheese Girl I'm on my knees There's a righteous piece of cheese This twenty minutes Doesn't seem that long Still there's a tendency To always get the words wrong And here we sit Out this tropical storm Burning pages from your notebook Just to keep your hands warm In or out of bed This sergeant shaved my head Your outrageous guess Cover them with roses and affliction Be the one that hardly speaks of fiction any more To leave when you're on top And your team gets robbed Overcasted funny faces Hardly reminiscent of the truth In the barracks By the army cot There's a feller who just cut his face shaving And as he bleeds On his pillow in the dark Waiting for the morning When he gets to go online to you