Skipbomb
Does skipbomb or doxy or hecatomb sound right?
A skelp into the subworld for a malaise pubcrawler at night
A pugilist or passive to grovel or walk apace
To live so downtrodden yet walk with askance upon your face
Hypocrite or realist or boredoms borrowed hand
No slog is hit any harder than the one who is melted by sand
To die alone or live with many in the world of kingdoms end
The skullduggery of the foolish who I once claimed as my friend
Sacrosanct or evil or of the timely brazen sorts whose life was
vainly shattered in a room of painted tarts"Oh, rot and death", says
the man under the hole "For I am stuck in this place and I haven't any soul."
So I tell him to give me time then I shall find him what he needs
Yet he reaches for the watch painted on his lowly sleeve
He says, "I have already got my time but the shadow of the bomb
is not on me!"
Skipbomb or doxy or hecatomb, goodnight
The rubber duck lay in the tub
When the bomb shut off the light
Does skipbomb or doxy or hecatomb sound right?
A skelp into the subworld for a malaise pubcrawler at night
A pugilist or passive to grovel or walk apace
To live so downtrodden yet walk with askance upon your face
Hypocrite or realist or boredoms borrowed hand
No slog is hit any harder than the one who is melted by sand
To die alone or live with many in the world of kingdoms end
The skullduggery of the foolish who I once claimed as my friend
Sacrosanct or evil or of the timely brazen sorts whose life was
vainly shattered in a room of painted tarts"Oh, rot and death", says
the man under the hole "For I am stuck in this place and I haven't any soul."
So I tell him to give me time then I shall find him what he needs
Yet he reaches for the watch painted on his lowly sleeve
He says, "I have already got my time but the shadow of the bomb
is not on me!"
Skipbomb or doxy or hecatomb, goodnight
The rubber duck lay in the tub
When the bomb shut off the light