Bad Company
By their company kept by them both
It has been known and a given fact
That many, many monsters are known
to lived in and on our land.
it was raised in bottles of different shapes
and sizes and that's the only time you ever
want to be real, real friends with me.
Tobacco than knocks at yours door and you
try to force them on us.
We call this bad company an when you come
visit us please remind the bottles and the
tobacco that all must be kept on the porch.
When they finish chatting, playing cards than
they pick the bad company outside the door
Copyright © Rhonda Hero Aka Hero-Wilson | Year Posted 2011
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