Ajax Davis



Streets of Chapel, leg carrying insanity.
Nimble feelings and fickle mindsets,
Cupid shoots arrows of convenience.
And love begins with holding hands.
Let them treat you right!
Or wear your fashion in loneliness.
Speak volumes to your friends,
They to shall speak freely.
Be a good friend, shuffle and dance.
Some day you will feel good again.
Symmetrical conclusions forgone,
Not lest misplaced on purpose.
Such that your mind is a machine.
Free from shackles and dance.
Kings and queens, destitute royalty,
Shall be your kindred circle.
For who shall attend the decadant banquets.
One is fine and two is splendid.
Three is infinite.

– Ajax The Bashful