Of 66

Is where I thought I knew allot

Where my troubles fell flat i thought

Upon which was a mighty switch

That con secrated my views I thought

And so do you know

Is my style that which does grow?

Upon the joists of teenage life

Is where I hope I found lives life 

So love me or not

I am only human in vision and thought

Will you help me with your thought

For I am forever more

A rascal thought gone ever more