Crazy Rhyme
All is good
Do what I should
Knock on some wood
Cancun if I could
A scratch on my hood
I love a good dish
On a star I can wish
In a stream there are fish
Believe in the right
Say my prayers at night
I don’t want to fight
I know there is light
Sympathize with the plight
Grateful for my sight
Love with all my might
My favorite number is seven
Though sometimes eleven
I want to go Heaven
Some friends they’re a card
And I think life is hard
Need to mow my yard
And let down my guard
My grill has been charred
The roof it needs tarred
Feelings I’ve marred
Praying on my knees
Don’t want no fleas
My God I should please
