New Years Blues Poem by King Midas

I am a poor man
But I aint weak
I've done hit my prime
But I ain't hit my peak

I love a girl
her name is Elane
She's a looker
And she plays a mean game

Don't know if she's bluffin
If her eyes are tellin truths
Some time I miss her
And I sing the blues

The last day of this year
Will go by like the rest
Another pointless day
Oh God I'm a mess

I'll make my resolution
I'll go to church too
I'll sing in the choir
I'll sing the blues

The color purple; it makes me relax
The green things make me soar
I wanna tell ya; a fascinating story
Too bad my version, is a bore

I live under a girl
Who can't make up her mind
She needs to dig down deep
It's on the inside

But she's smart
She's really clever
I dug down too early
And it'll haunt me forever

I write the paper
But I'm not the news
I'm just a young man
With the blues