8 November 2013

Most songs have new meaning,

RA caused this twisted thinking.

‘Wipe out’ was a great drum song,

Now it’s when I’ve showered too long.

‘Wild Thing’ is my uncombed hair,

‘Just My Imagination’ the high heels I wear.

‘I Wanna Hold Your Hand’ the Beatles sang,

The thought now makes me cringe with pain.

I don’t need ice on the road

To pray like Carrie Underwood,

All I need is one bad day

To pray Jesus takes my wheel away.

For every song that I once knew,

It’s meaning out the window flew.

Since RA came inside my brain,

Nothing else will stay the same.