You Should'Ve Seen It Coming
As I sit here in my chair, something just didn't feel right,
I scratched my head, rubbed my face trying to broaden my sight.
I though and mediated for hour's and hour's, with not even a clue,
what is this feeling that came over me, what am I to do?
I had to have drank 4 pots of coffee and smoked cigarettes all the while,
then my phone rang, it was my attorney, he said would take it to trial.
I wasn't sure how to tell him, that I wasn't being charged anymore,
so I got up from my chair, started pacing the floor.
I told my attorney I didn't need him, he ask me why?
well I laughed so hard I thought we were both going to cry.
I told him I was no longer in the pasture, the place where I was being charged you see,
now there were 2 fences between the assailant and me.
He ask if there were any officer's around in whom he could speak,
I told him I wasn't going back through that field forever and a week.
I was charged twice already, almost had to hire you to keep from getting charged again,
you should've seen it coming, I was being charged by a bull and not by men.
Copyright © James Porter | Year Posted 2023
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