Gwendoline, Pretty Lil Dandelion

Gwendoline,
To bring you dandelions,
To say sorry for the hip hop
Late at night
Would be wrong?
You despise,
My songs,
It’s wrong?
Wallpaper be peeling off
The same as yours,
As the sound of the bass,
Hits the wardrobes
As they bang
In harmony with the beat.
Gwendoline,
You want classical like Bach,
We don’t get down like that.
Gwendoline,
You pretty little dandelion,
Tend your garden,
While I reap,
The benefits of what I seek
To find,
In this music of mine.

Tags: Sunday, surrealism