<< John's Poems

Covered in sin
From head to your toe
Every where that you run
You just stop and sit low
For that sin that follows you around and around
Is always going to be there when you’re in town

So just open the good book,
And read and pray
That sin doesn’t come looking for trouble your way
And hope that JC is satisfied when he looks over your past
‘Cause I just might pull out my nine,
And pop a cap in your ass.

© John