Growmancing The Stone. Poem by Michael Gale

To grow out of love can at times lead to hate...
I on the other hand must be the more grown up adult.

I must be more responsible of a civil'ed toungue of duty...
After the divorce i'll be free'r to be free about my ways of connecting to and obtaining that one of many desirable bootey.

I must act the most grown up between us once loved two...
It be such shame that we be oh so lame and forever true be through.

We've grown out of love and must act grown up about it all....
I guess you could say that we've had an undecided wishful minded change of mind and promised recall.

This is what you'd call Growmancing the hardest uphill climb
upon and over that unclimbable hilly stone....
Is this what is meant by growmancing the intolerable hardest stone?

Yo' and lo'- This is called 'Growmancing The Stone'.