The Strange Things
Sunglass
Cover the face
so no one can see girl
let no one in girl
focus girl
makeup isn't enough girl
Fork
Spikes for its purpose
narrow throughout ,
Used for one way never thought of any different
Could it be that the way
only one purpose
maybe oh maybe
Just maybe
Cellphone
Lost in memory
Everyone is connected
Face it can't escape it
Ranges over miles but no conversation is near
We all start to fear
Too small for our purpose
Hair
Nappy girl happy girl
Curls coming from the head to face girl
Flow one way girl
not the other girl
Wind Blows try to stay put girl
Comb, brush, but the curls seems to do its own thing girl
Come on girl
Time is ticking girl
Let's go ! Leave now girl