Thursday, September 19, 2013

The Poser

The Poser

I came to class, I suppose
to learn to master a pose

My athleticism gives me a chance
to always feel "advance"

and mesmerize everyone, on my mat

I'm a Poser

Who worries 'bout that mental, mumble jumble
In my line of work, I can't afford to be humble

So I bring my A- game
And all the cool peeps know my name

It's like high school and I'm the cool cat

I'm a Poser

See, I approach Yoga like I do everything else
 Forget self realization, I'm absorbed with myself

So like a rooster, I strut
Cause everyone in class knows, what's up

I'm the hunk with the sweet, ass, tatts

I'm a Poser

Yeah, I'll do this, Yoga stuff, until I get bored
Then I'll find another way to show off my "sword"

I guess, that's just my life
constant stress and strife

for after the conquest 
I always feel flat

Cause,

 I'm a Poser

T.C






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