Dormant Thoughts
August 8th, 2009 | By Sonnie Johnson
Mary had a loaded gun, loaded gun, loaded gun
Mary had a loaded gun, whose aim was straight and true
And everywhere that Mary went, Mary went, Mary went
And everywhere that Mary went, best believe her gun went to
She carried it shopping one day, shopping one day, shopping one day
She carried it shopping one day, which was against the rules
When the rapist came her way, came her way, came her way
When the rapist came her way, she knew just what to do
I’m I a fool
Turning nursery rhymes into preventing crimes
For overseers to chime/ in and so it begins
The release of my dormant thoughts
Jack and Jill went up the Hill to reach the American Dream
Jack got lazy, Jill got shady, what the perfect team
I mean, why climb the Hill for water
Instead of waiting for it to come down stream
What’s less intrusive, hard work or a broken dream
It would seem, the broken dream
Because with it comes a life time of what could have been
Buried in Jack and Jill’s dormant thoughts
Baa, Baa, Gold Sheep have you any wool
Yes, sir Yes, sir Three bags full
One for myself
One for government
One to help others when moneys’ finally spent
Or lent to other sheep so they can produce as well
You get more water when you build more wells
But the sheep clearly sees the writing on the wall
So instead he hibernated all through the fall
And when winter came, the sheep was nice and warm
While government ignores those freezing in the storm
In his dormant thoughts, the sheep wants to reach out to you
but he knows that means the government is coming too.
Pat-a-cake, Pat-a cake, Congressman
Make me a bill as fast as you can
Pork it
Don’t read it
And stand with shoulders tall
Because the bigger we are
The harder we fall
And crawl/ back home
To hear the voters say
Our dormant thoughts lead us astray
Little Barack Obama/sat in the corner
Eating his budget pie
He stuck in his thumb
Doubled the sum
and said What a good boy am I.
And our dormant thoughts reply “WHAT”!?!?!?!?!?
