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Crows Only Pick At The Best Fruit

(A Co-worker) Stop hatin' on me you ole crow, Why don't you give me what you owe- Me and that is respect you old coot, Don't you know that I know that crows Only pick at the best fruit, It's as if you can see my future better than I can, That is why you are acting like a twisted fan, All out of control and down right vindictive, Usually that kind of behavior is indicative, Of someone who is jealous hearted and bitter, Misery loves company and baby sitters, I wish you would quit slandering my name, You have had your fifteen minutes of fame, Stop hatin' on me you ole coot, Don't you know that I know that crows Only pick at the best fruit.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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