PINEY POOBAH

POEM 4

WHEN

When I find a way to live a better life
I'll have me a home an a dog an a wife
I'll have me a job an a care an a worry
When will be when, cause I'm sure in a hurry!
When is there peace an when is there war
When are there roads headin narrow an far
When is there music and when is a breeze
Blowin like crazy an smart as it please
When will republicans figure it out
Ain't one single thing they don't know it about
Sittin an stewin an frettin an spewin
Just like a cow on their cud they be chewin!