WORLD BORE ONE

I don’t know very much at all
But I know oak trees grow strong and tall
I don’t know why I sometimes stumble and fall
I know what I have, what I want and that which I need
And that each oak tree starts with one tiny seed

I can’t explain why some things are good or bad
I don’t understand why there’s less happy than sad
I do know that my good deeds are rewarded with a simple smile
And that each debutante begins with style

I don’t pretend to know important things
But I do know about wedding rings
Not that there’s a woman waiting for me
Because most women presume junkies like me will flee

Please don’t ask me queries I can answer not
I can tell you which cup of sassafras tea is cold and which is hot
I can feed the chickens, milk the cows and do some other chores
But I cannot for the life of me explain why there are so man f*****g wars
© 2011.…Phree