Anuther Dollar

get   up
 everyday
is no play
its work
sometime it hurt
something have to do
to get thur
life is hard
so i won't starv
so i can buy lard
 yes some time i hollard
it  ANUTHER DAY  OF PAY
ANUTHER DOLLARD
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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