Bars
AS I LOOK UP AT THE STARS,
MY VIEW IS OBSCURED BY THESE BARS,
AND AS I SMOKE MY *** TO THE BUTT,
I GET A SICKLY FEELING COME INTO MY GUT,
AND AS I LAY DOWN, ON MY BED,
YOU MY DARLING, YOU COME INTO MY HEAD,
I THINK OF THE LAUGHTER AND JOY WE HAD,
AS BEING TOGETHER MADE US BOTH GLAD,
BUT SOON ONE DAY WE KNOW I WILL BE FREE,
AND AGAIN MY DARLING IT WILL BE YOU AND ME,
TO SHARE YOUR LIFE AGAIN, AGAIN ONCE MORE,
WOULD BRING ME THE JOY I HAD BEFORE
Copyright © Ken O Leary | Year Posted 2009
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