I Can See You

I can see you
Stubbing your toes
Feeding your nose
Tear up the rose
And so it goes
Wave your hand
This is the end
You have three leaves

Four’s a little more
Clover’s still a whore

I can see you
Fib to the sky
Smoke, drink, and drive
The fake tears you cry
But I can’t see why you would do
Something untrue
You have three leaves