MY TERMINATOR, GET SET, GET READY, SHOOT.

MY TERMINATOR, GET SET, GET READY, SHOOT.

PROLOGUE. 

My heart is stone-cold and I can’t care less

Troubled with the Topsy-turvy life keeps bringing my way

No longer ignited by your presence

Burnt out, heart failing

Words cannot describe what I feel

Coz its way beyond words

I don’t need you oh Hyena!

Find me a Praying Mantis my friend

This is more than an arduous time

It’s worse than being cartilaginous

All that’s in my head is candy floss

Pink, Gold and Blue

No need for your cash

It makes no sense

No need for your sex

Sound the gong coz it’s unappealing

I flush it down the drain right after

Sad but true               

I’m so lost in my thought

None seems to understand

You’re in the clouds they say

I wish you were in my court

And I also have the power to shout ORDER!!!

All I want is the Wallaby to cuddle me in its bosom

To show me the way,

Are you still there?

Come, let me find you

As I bid you welcome to my world.