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Care For Your Children

Though he’s not an orphan He seems like one Though she isn’t an orphan She seems like one Its so funny! Hey you mister Are you single? Don’t you have children? Hmmm,But you are all the bars Rummaging for them prostitutes Spending a thousand bucks on alcohol But the children, them starve Jesus! Help this Guy Don’t you have a wife? So you wanna spoil her When you get home You wanna beat her up? Drunk as you are You beat her up And wake up saying ‘sorry’. Drinking uncontrollably Doing juvenile things Making snowmen You are stupid. Report for him to the police Tell them he isn’t caring for these infants Tell them he loves prostitutes the most Tell them he is alcohol possessed Let the police tell him to care for his children

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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