Red Wash Cloth

Red Wash Cloth

Was walking the road
Trying to loosen my load
And what did I see
Lying in front of me
A wet red was cloth
Hoping for mine to be

I walked on past
This urge can't last
What could I do
I haven't a clue
With a wet red stash

Well I walked on past
The urge could not last
Some one else can wring it out
And wash it under a spout
And on I go very fast

Rabid Poet

Jack Daniels

Jack Daniels

Jack Daniels my old friend
I come to visit you again
To seek out some answers
To what some call my Sins

It won't be long
Til I'm singing that ole song
Hoping answers will come
With you singing along

Will your presence come
To deliver me from
Things haunting my past
Singing that ole Jack Daniel song

Rabid Poet