The Principled Man
"That's the way I do it"
Says our principled man
Exceptions are his rules
And then describes in essence
All that he refrains, if he can
Persistence is personified
In our principled man
He's always out of tools
And his ramblings are forever
Astride a cranky ol' motor van
Give a soft couch of comfort
To our principled man
Think often of the mules
And he calls you a foolish splurge
'cause all foam deserves a ban
Its always a silent battle
For our principled man
Shrapnel are for fools
And the stakes are always high
So to the flanks is where he ran
Never look straight in the eye
Of our principled man
Glares of shimmering pools
And the flares may seem blinding
The wasted fire of a burning man
-x-x-x-
© Parched For Rain
"That's the way I do it"
Says our principled man
Exceptions are his rules
And then describes in essence
All that he refrains, if he can
Persistence is personified
In our principled man
He's always out of tools
And his ramblings are forever
Astride a cranky ol' motor van
Give a soft couch of comfort
To our principled man
Think often of the mules
And he calls you a foolish splurge
'cause all foam deserves a ban
Its always a silent battle
For our principled man
Shrapnel are for fools
And the stakes are always high
So to the flanks is where he ran
Never look straight in the eye
Of our principled man
Glares of shimmering pools
And the flares may seem blinding
The wasted fire of a burning man
-x-x-x-
© Parched For Rain
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