Ain'T You Got?
Ain't you got
Something better to do?
Than sit around,
And feeling blue?
You live your life,
to criticize,
But you only see
With a dead man's eyes
Go build a model,
Or paint some art
And stop being
A complaining old fart
Or sit in a corner
As a child gone bad
Face it now,
Your life is sad
Or, at least,
shut your mouth,
It seems your luck,
Has been headed south
I've said my piece
That's all I will
So listen up
And take a chill-pill!
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2008
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