Good Or Bad????
i kicked a ball and watched it work.the goal posts went bezerk from the idea of
watching the ball work.the sudden move,the spin,all went in the goalpost
next thing i know a county cop wants to talk to me,wants to know why im recreatin
on my own time on city property.
guessing its his job,see,i told him i was off today and he said i was off in the
head.musta been my poetry man,or my kick.coulda been the talking
goalposts,guess ill never know.
Copyright © Chris Bowen | Year Posted 2008
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