Marching in like a lion, back out like a lamb
Telling the truth like I'm lying, roundabout way that I am
I'll boast through my rhyming, quiet up like a clam
I'm barely even trying, earnest as a man
I'm still here deciding, to act on my plan
Commit to more hiding, withhold from your scam
I've just started writing, pandemic be damned
This monthly websiting, post songs on Bandcamp
A partner in criming, a mere slight of hand
A ship near capsizing, a player in a band
An atom for ion, a scientist's land
A chemical concoction, a mere grain of sand
I'm wondering why, am I getting off brand
A generic expiring, a dented soup can
A print work for hiring, out of work artisan
A near miss unmasking, an obtuse human