Nosey Parkers

[music8fletcher]

PARKERS
You ask me what's on my mind,
And I reply,
Nothing to tangle your thoughts in.
But then you just begin,
To push and pull it out my mouth,
Even though I start to warn you now...
What is it with nosey parkers?
They seem to make politeness harder,
They never cease to poke and prod,
When I just wish they would sod off...
-Chorus: What is it with nosey parkers?
They seem to only bitch and barder;
"A penny for your thoughts" they say,
And I must answer much to my dismay...-
You tell me yours but I'll keep mine,
The secret troubles that keep you up at night.
I'll ready a shoulder to bear,
The problems you've made me full aware.
Take no offense,
It's a matter of self-defense,
That I'd rather burden pages,
With words in rhyming ways,
Then spill it all to you,
That's just not fair to put you through..

-by Mindy