how will you score?

i'm a george washington cigarette cherry chopper
i'm a coke bottle glasses wearing, mop topper
i'm neither here, nor there
i'm every prayer unanswered
i'm unaware of stares from strangers
neither yes nor no to this cancer

takes time to tell tall tales
eat every eggshell, emptied elegantly
sweet songs sometimes seem so stale
tastes timidly toxic, till table tops turn

you're a straight A, baby boomer born, teenybopper
you're a broken hearted wrist watch stopper
you're a hesitant hand raiser
you're sharp as an axe; heavy stacks
you're plucking a harp with a hacksaw
rather hear no, than yes round my back