Mark This Down Mark
MARK THIS DOWN AS BEING TRUE MARK
Some people just don’t get the fact that some people just don’t get other people
Why, then, does it seem so evident that I get every type of person who exists?
I know junkies like me, and I get why they’d steal my wake-up shot
And yet people cause harm to other people in the name of I don’t know what and it
only persists
Some people don’t get some people but that person gets them
And they recognize when a person can get played
Like that blonde over there searching for an old Sugar Daddy
Because apparently 85 year old men still want tol get laid
A player can only play a person who’s eye is on the prize
So he’s too busy praying to look out for people who’ll play them, like me
They’re easy to recognize because they’re at the slot machine for hours
They’re a big winner so he or she cashes out, and then I follow, rob him or her and
then flee
He’s called a “mark” and I’ve known many “marks” even some named Mark
I can pick them out of the casino like an old lady can pick out a ripe melon
So we junkies and low lives spend all our cash yet still live low on the hog
Until we all go to jail and become just another f*****g felon
© 2011Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
PRISONER #666666666
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