The Mavericks1 min 11.9K 1 min 11.9K
They live across the lane,
Every word there makes you insane
Classic, modern or trendy;
No definition suits their itinerary.
They hatch the weirdest ideas
In defiance, they site others phobia
When scratching hair remains the sole option
Even after resisting them as a precaution.
The invisible, unexplained germ;
Nourishes and grows term after term
Take a closer look
They bind you with this unknown hook
Just found out what makes their clock tick;
A unanimous reply comes to their rescue-
Cause they are maverick.