ALL GIANTS FALL
BY ELGIN SUBWAYSURFER BOLLING
So, they’re saying I can no longer draw on the street?
How do they suggest I eat?
Fat Cat Politician there, is sitting in MY seat
Thinking he’s got me beat.
But I aint WEAK
I refuse to RETREAT
I can take the HEAT
You give me a napkin,
I’ll transform it into a SHEET
Hand me a lemon,
And I’ll make it SWEET.
Holding me down
Only causes me to LEAP
Up high in the air
I always land on my FEET
You say the water’s shallow?
But I say it’s DEEP
My eyes are wide open,
I’m refusing to SLEEP
Whatever you sow, ya know
That you will REAP
Since this is a game
Then I’m playin’ for KEEPS
You may be a wolf
But I’m an intelligent SHEEP.
Whom you cannot DEFEAT
I refuse, and don’t choose to be BEAT.
For ALL GIANTS FALL
They all land at my FEET.
And now this poem’s finished.
Oh yeah, it’s COMPLETE.
COPYRIGHT 2010 ELGIN BOLLING
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