Even Eat the Mimosa Tree

I am rippled not ruffled

Many men but no man at all

You come and go. the chestnut tree stays

Monkey to zero and back again

Everyday

I talk to my dog about God and Julie she's my best friend we do everything together. even eat the mimosa tree

If i could of used my left hand. i woulda been a creative

Angels don't play this harp

Up inside the cloister garden thinking about my best friend

It rains all day indoors on the paper daises of her mind

Everyday

I talk to my dog about God and Julie she's my best friend we do everything together. even eat the mimosa tree