Hibernation

Yeah. I caught that look matey,

I’ve seen it many a time;

You’re picturing me, young and carefree-

All shiny, in my prime.

 

Yeah I’ve still got it don’t ya know.

The Muck’s just dirt, not rust.

Even though I’m sitting low,

this engine’s full of thrust.

 

Are you the one who’ll take me on?

Come, get me off this drive!

Fix me up, dark glasses don…

I’ll make you feel alive.

 

© Tom Tide 2016

 

 

 

 

 

 

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