Nj Speak Stuff Aka Sex, Drugs, and Rock'N'Roll, Aka Blame
If I gotta problem
it's mine, all mine,
property righted supreme
If I gotta problem
I need a solution
so bad, I'll sometimes scream
Used to be at my mom
or my husband or kids
and occasionally even a boss
now I get it that mom's and bosses
dad's and losses
kids and quids and whatcha dids
aren't the problem.
Don't know zactly what prob is yet
but least I'm closer.
Copyright © Nancy Jones | Year Posted 2011
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