I think that it’s high time
for me to talk about my life in rhyme!
It’s not something that you hear that often
Chris rhyming about the fear that stopped him
Those grotesque phantoms that nearly offed him
Or so he thought, playing scared deer or opposum!
In hibernation so that he now could blossom
And enough plants, and fruits and moss ‘n
other cool things could grow on top him
Until he emerged renewed and awesome!
No longer like a cadaver in a coffin
He’s like a frozen cookie that thawed so it could soften
And now it’s delicious, it just needs a nice toppin’
like cherry syrup and gum drops sloppin’!
Enjoyed to a piano ragtime by Joplin
Heard from Sacramento all the way to Rocklin
Or who knows? Maybe onto Stockton
Played alongside some Sarah Machlachlin!
Now that he’s bigger than the thoughts that mocked him
Now that this blog has him no longer locked in
Creatively expressive, each day he clocks in
It’s like a brand new Chris suddenly walks in
And says, “No thank you, ” to all those toxins
“And by the way, I think I’m tired of being boxed in.
From now on it is NOT a sin
For me to listen completely to the call within
And take my dreams once more out for a spin
Trusting I’m cool guy that I’ve always been
And step up to the plate and hit the ball again
And then there’s no way I’m not gonna win!