Who are you now?
Who wants to know?
Dear friend or foe?
A lover of clover on the White Cliffs of Dover
or a nazi who forces his way?
I had a delay, I do have to say.
I’m a new rendition with my transition.
And no, I don’t need your permission.
Hello you, in your pew.
I’m new, you say?
I’m not trying to be clever,
but we’ve been here forever, and a day.
Who are you truly?
Well, I can be unruly,
and I do love to play to push away the grey.
I just want her to stay forever, and a day.
That’s all I have to say.