No Rest for the Wicked

by | Apr 5, 2026 | Poems

No Rest for the Wicked

 

The dance floor called
So I picked up the phone
I told them I’m coming
And it won’t be long
‘Til I burn the place down
Like Nero in Rome
And I’ll do it all night
I don’t want to go home

No rest for the wicked
So I just keep going
What’s it like to be tired?
I wouldn’t be knowing
They call me Bob Gibson
‘Cause I just keep throwing
I married the game
Dedication keeps showing

 

 

 


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