Words

Poetry Rhymes for reason or no reason Maybe treason You're creasin' the lines on your paper for your neighbor Or to stop slave labor The sweet taste of the freedom of your words Oh give me your "for sures" and your "sir yes sir"s Fly away like the birds We're like cows in their herds Going somewhere, together Where we're going, no one knows Just make sure that everyone goes You got your notes Get on them boats And sail away free, you beautiful poets