<< John's Poems
Running all around, every day
Tryin to find my way
May just get trampled
Before I get paid.
Whats the deal with that
Tryin to state the fact
I thought I might throw this out:
Before you start your act.
Just to let you know
I like for you to blow
Out of my town
Or else your new house is about to be 6 feet underground.
© John