Good Or Bad????

i kicked a ball and watched it work.the goal posts went bezerk from the idea of 
watching the ball work.the sudden move,the spin,all went in the goalpost

next thing i know a county cop wants to talk to me,wants to know why im recreatin 
on my own time on city property.

guessing its his job,see,i told him i was off today and he said i was off in the 
head.musta been my poetry man,or  my kick.coulda been the talking 
goalposts,guess ill never know.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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