change comes a-knockin’
selling nothin’ no one wants
ringin’ my bell
’round ten
i come out swingin’
like the screen door
slammin’
what’s on the mat
fist raised and knockin’
my light’s out
(means ‘go away’ in Southern)
got your number mister
count me out

Title: Fight

that’s pretty much
how it goes down
every time
change comes ’round

maybe this time
i’ll make us a julep
set a spell
(only toddlers need corners)
look at what I can’t live without
that I didn’t know I needed
get me that two-for-one
special
that limited time offer
(just a gimmick, you know, time —
the offer’s always good):

change me
and
i change the world for free.

~Melody Wingfield, 2012


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