Donde Un Checkie

"They" being those who come back to brag said I would find my fame and fortune if
I were to come across the border. Now that I've taken the dare, my stomach still 
rumbles, I have nothing.Empty stares and homeless glares Donde un checkie. My anguish, 
my pain still remains the same. Now that I'm in a different country. I have faith, my 
hope, steadfast still remain the same, but no paycheck donde un checkie. Scared and 
alone frustration written on my face.Donde un checkie I will work four jobs, do odd jobs 
too, I will even work labor jobs wait you forgot to pay me today...Donde un checkie.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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