enjoying themselves
their strengths and their faults
just getting together for one more night out
Me and I, then, they started to argue
Because each one wanted to go somewhere different
But naturally I would make stand over me
Because I does whereas Me has to be taken
But neither will go anywhere
unaccompained by Myself
Myself who's always to balance
his brothers around
and who's responsible
For the little Carnival
So long live the Triplets
and let there be Night
and Day to their co-being
They might seem alike
or play one each other
They very much like
to mix up one's mind
But watch very closely
You'll be able to regognize
I goes on the vanguard
all dressed up in Spades
He rides a royal horse
and opens up the way
Myself is the big boss
the leader, the shepherd
He's crowned by a god named Will
He shall dictate firmly the rhythm
of this one intrepid Trinity
Me is there to be shaped
for he is the malleable bit
Thus they shall become One
Me Myself and I
are nothing alone
and only together
will get something done
Like notes to a chord
and chords to a song.
I Me and Myself
a concept
a sign
Me Myself and I
2 comentários:
damn good poem, pirats!
parece música! irado!
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