Late Nights
1/14/16
So many late nights
In the hills and by bodies of water with great whites
What followed after that was the days light
But I was still out to work and get paid right
During such a strange life
She always stood by my side, and remained nice
Never once tried to take flight
Matter of fact, I think she'd make a great wife
These fools think they know
And are as smooth as Deuce Bigelow
But there is all ready the proof of another bigot shown
Don't care about your ring, you're no king on a throne
By myself or with help I'll put you into place for the people and bring it home
As you fall faster than a sinking stone
Always grew up in poverty
And respected people animals and property
You couldn't possibly
Be able to copy me
Honestly
During the entire oddyssey
By: Dalton Ogletree
Copyright © Dalton Ogletree | Year Posted 2017
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