Day 39
My mind wanders on its own
I give it no permission
It thinks about the oddest things
Lacking inhibition
If I did always heed its view
I'd always be in dangers
For if my mind got its way
I would take sweets from strangers
Now and then when I'm in town
A person may be rude
And if I said what's on my mine
My answer would be crude
My mind is free, ideas its shows
when people are unfair
But punching someone in the face
Is nothing I would dare.
My mind wanders on its own
I give it no permission
It thinks about the oddest things
Lacking inhibition
If I did always heed its view
I'd always be in dangers
For if my mind got its way
I would take sweets from strangers
Now and then when I'm in town
A person may be rude
And if I said what's on my mine
My answer would be crude
My mind is free, ideas its shows
when people are unfair
But punching someone in the face
Is nothing I would dare.
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