Boring

I'll admit it

But watcha gonna do

I've made the bed

Now I'll die in it

I mean lie in it 

Lay in it?

What lies?

Who lies?

I don't lie 

Except to the trees 

and birds

And stories of the streets

Doesn't matter to them 

They don't even notice

They don't need to try to forget

What they don't never knew

And so could you

For 67.99 a month 

With twelve easy payments

You too could be on the road

To a new you

A new person

Dancing with stars

Healthy!

Running up stairs to Mt Olympus!

Driving a late model slightly leased vehicle