foxtales

Poems and Prose by Tim Fox

  • Generous to a Fault

    I’m generous to a fault
    But it ain’t no fault of mine
    Never gave a good goddamn
    ‘Bout these, thou, or thine
    All I’ve got I gave away
    Never gave it any mind
    Yes I’m generous to a fault
    But it ain’t no fault of mine

    My mama didn’t raise no fool
    That’s how it seems to me
    Taught me love and taught me hope
    Told me that’s how I should be
    But on the day my mama died
    Something died inside of me
    No mama didn’t raise no fool
    But I didn’t get shit for free

    So I left my dreams out in the alley
    For someone else to come pick up
    Watched them drive off at midnight
    In a stolen pickup truck

    I put my heart out on my doorstep
    Just for anyone to steal
    When I woke up in the morning
    I didn’t know how I should feel

    My spirit went for nothin’
    Let it sail off in the breeze
    ‘Cause when you wake up on that day
    You can let it go with ease

    Yeah I’m generous to a fault
    But it ain’t no fault of mine
    No I never gave a good goddamn
    ‘Bout those, these, thou, or thine
    Yes all I got I gave away
    I never gave it any mind
    Yeah I’m generous to a fault
    But it ain’t no fault of mine

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