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Current mood: anxious
Category: Writing and Poetry

Hot off the presses!!! Just my thoughts yall.

Wild Oats

I'm afraid to sow my wild oats
I don't want to be responsible for america's wild growth
I do have ample opportunity to spread my seed
Just not all the resources a growing child needs
Its not about the ability of the species
Its about the maturity that's inside of me
Who would I be to lie to you or me
About what it is we are actually doing
I have too much respect for my unborn son's life
To misrepresent myself to my potential wives
In addition to having hopes and dreams
I have too many plans for my future family
So right now why don't we
Enjoy the sweet thrill of practicing
I'm not afraid to say what I truly believe
Because I'm the only one who I can deceive
Plus I want to give my son a chance
So I keep it in my pants
Remember When I said a real man
Can wait til he has enough Trojans
To lay in the sand
And instead of rushing to stimulate sex glands
Makes plans to hold hands
I don't want to use you
So I practice alone
And I'll never abuse him or you
So I struggle alone

I have no where to turn
Old players want to use
They want to live vicariously through me
To cover up for their losing
They got it wrong but misery loves company
And some things just ain't me
So I can break the cycle thankfully
Hopefully
It can stay that way
And I don't care if they call me gay
Its just because they're mad
They are unprepared dads
Because they lack the self control
To slow their roll
Know when to be bold
Just say no
Don't go with the flow
She'll still respect you if you take things slow
And it ain't no fun
If I can't plan a better life
For my unborn son
So don't frown If I turn you down
It just sometimes I'm serious about playing around

Believe me I want to as much as you
But remember I want everything I say to you to be true
And I don't know you
I want you to stay
I'd love to play
But I don't know how I'd feel
When you went away
I know I 'd miss you
But would I miss us
And how much trust
Is there between us
Do I enjoy being us
Having people seeing us
Introducing you and me as us
We don't even know what will become of us
So what's the big rush

Do you see what I mean
I don't want a play thing
I want my drama free queen
So let's delay the freaking
Lets keep speaking
Stimulate my thinking
Make my groove a sweet thing
So lets agree
Before we make three
I'll focus on you
You focus on me
Lets help each other achieve
And perfect each others dreams
Feel the freedom to be free
And set our minds at ease
Then love will be a breeze
Seeds will become saplings
Saplings become trees
And we can enjoy our special breeze
Rustling through the leaves
Like my fingers through your hair
Massaging here and there
Sending sensations everywhere
Glowing, soaring through the air
But before we climb up stairs to nowhere
Here is the challenge if you dare

Lets check it out
Before we step out
Lets find out what life is all about
Lets check ourselves
If we respect ourselves
We'll inspect ourselves
Then truth be told
We'll show what we know
we'll put being held on hold
We'll save our soul
Let destiny unfold
And keep future families whole
So let's be bold
And slow both our roll
Call it Pussy Control or Dick Control
Let's practice self control





man, i wish i had seen these a few years ago and maybe my brother wouldnt have four kids now. anyway im feeling your flow. and is it me or did this remind you of our last conersation. i only wish more men thought like this.


Very nicely stated my friend...if only so many more people would take heed to the message in this we would have fewer unwanted and unprepared for childen. Let them call you what they want, but they have to respect your maturity.


What about your unborn daughter?


That's me being selfish. I want a son first and a younger daughter. But what ever God blesses me with I will be thankful for.