If I had sense and not talking ‘bout brains
If I had cents (money); would I be writing this song
If I had scents (smell); like some kind of perfume
I’m a non sense kind of person; have been all along
CH Sense, Cents, Scents; Nonsense was the word
Along with instruction to write a song
Sense, Cents, Scents; Have none of these
Yet living my life; free as a breeze
Brains aren’t everything; neither is money
Body senses another matter
Sights and sounds, touch and taste
Yes, Non-Sense makes life flatter
CH
Nonsense allowed me to write a song
For my friend who’s smart as a whip
Whatever I saw she could have a quip
And if it’s nonsense, might get some lip.
CH
November 2, 2024