Me & the Breeze...

Me and the breeze came to blows last night, 

When I noticed him creeping through the mid-day light. 

I saw him shimmy along the wall,

Take a fall and commence the crawl. 

He took a handful of leaves as he started steppin, 

Each foot print neglecting his misdirection. 

But I wasn't fooled by his tom foolery, 

I said that breeze won't make a fool out of me. 

So I rounded the corner and caught him like a cold, 

He was bold but to old to make me unfold. 

So i choked him out and he died in that place, 

Because he moved the hair that sat perfectly in your face.