Testo Nannygoat

on a summer's day when I was eight, or maybe I was six I befriended a new kid (no pun intended) oh Mommy no I don't think this little guy can see his eyes are all cloudy I asked why he was blind Mom said that's just god's plan, I'd say that he's been damned we loved to play and I would wake up before the sun before the day had begun I couldn't comprehend or understand why his head would sway by the way, we named him Dave and I cried cause you were blind but you were a dynamo, you're a goddamned nannygoat time to part our ways, an end to play, an end to fun and games an end that sadly came neighbor up the hill took you in when we moved away and gave you a place to stay and I cried when I heard you died you were just nine years old you're a goddamned nannygoat but you were a dynamo