My Own Blues Poem by Nachum Russell

Baby you started a job yea you started something real
Listen up baby let me tell you how I feel.
When you start you can't leave me undone
Cause I'm left all confused n kinda spun.
Baby its your job to make me feel right
So baby don't leave me when I come home tonight.
See now there's something I gotta say
Baby Baby don't make me hurt that way.
Said, girl you're my blanket make me sleep so good,
But when you leave me like this,
I get the blues like no one should.