Can't help the seagull
Push him down but he bubbles up
Won't call it even
Still in possession of all his stuff
Nature's receding now
No more repeating
Cursed in the knowledge
Won't be receiving my reward
My worth in dollars
Can't stack up to what I owe
Big hand come bail me out
Impromptu demise
Homemade disguise
Sapped to a trickled from a flow
What words to pray?
Say it right or go to waste
Honesty won't keep us safe
Hung up on the inessential
Trip through the steps sequential
Sick from convenience
Poisoned by leisure
We're all savages now
We're both embarrassed
Well fed on byproduct
All digressions neatened up
Good behavior is the grease that clogs the lock
No edicts from now on
Forever on guard
No joy so far
So ready I can't see it coming
What move to make?
What you touch prepare to break
Earnestness doesn't make it ok