Poetic MindState
Words for The Heart Thoughts from the SoulArchive for Humor
Down in the Bayou
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
This amazing beat that trembles my feet
And rocks me, rocks me till I sleep
Every day the beats brand new
Falling from the sky like the morning dew
It draws me in and swings me out
This the type of music I’m talking about
Making me dance the night away
Making me twist, shout and sway
The feeling I feel is like no other
Moving like a hot skillet with creamy butter
I juke and dance like a madman’s pants
Then I up and ran with this exciting band
As the bootleggers chased us into the woods
Down in the bayou where the roasters roost
Where the snakes come out and give you a boost
We run and run with our lives on the line
Just to jump in boggy water at the drop of a dime
This adventurous night is far from over
Till the sun rises west and makes the night turn older
Those bootleggers said with a loud shout
“Bring my money fo I shoot ya light out”
I ran and ran cause they can’t catch me
Till I ran into some cops trying to arrest me
Took me down to county 15 miles up the road
On the way there we ran over a toad
Slick, sticky mess turned the cop car over
I didn’t care cause I was outta there
Running to the sun way down in the bayou
The Shark and the Lark
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
As I wander through the dark
The reality I realized was very stark
Because at that moment I saw a shark
Alone in the ocean
He came to the surface to chase a lark
What a commotion
Funny Bones Jones
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
Jangle
Jangle
Funny bones
Spoken by a man named Jones’
Jones’ bones are funny indeed
He keeps them strong by eating peas
Once upon a time one day
When all was quiet and the sky was grey
Here comes Jones with his funny bones
To light the hearts and right the wrongs
He tells the story of a little boy
Who played contently with his toy
An old man comes and asks the boy
“What’s the purpose of playing with that toy?”
The little boy stops and thinks awhile
And then he says with a smile
“This here toy I built myself”
“Cause I’m not a little boy I’m a little elf”
The old man looks on quite amazed
He stood and watched in a clouded daze
He’d remember this moment for the rest of his days
Who would have thought such a being existed?
Is it me or is life really twisted?
Jones’ bones are funny indeed
Funny bones
Funny bones
Funny bones Jones
