This poem was written during the afternoon on a day in early November of 2021 when the leaves were falling really rapidly and heavily from VespOdd’s tree in his front yard. He figured that it’d be worth capturing this moment by writing a poem. He was also bored, lmao.
[Verse 1]
Damn, leaves, you're coming down hard
Hasn't even felt like autumn until this far
Seasons change fast, felt like summer barely went past
Gotta feelin' that it's gonna snow, before I know
Slow down, yo
[Verse 2]
July was like, yesterday
And you're tellin' me it's almost Thanksgiving Day?
At the end of this, nothing is gonna stay
It's all going away, before the end of today
And we have no say, no way
To stop it, 'cept tellin' em to drop it
Like they're Rocket
A'ight, pull me out of the socket (Beep)