Me Last Hour
Me last hour
Unhappy guy, though I will die,
Soon be long forgotten,
Doesn’t really matter ,
Rotten cancer is the why.
They showed me the xray,
Me liver has it yes,
Bones are almost rotten,
With cancer’s sour caress.
Doctors say use radium,
I say piddle off or worse,
A few hevvy pain killers,
Look out here comes the hearse.
Don Johnson 20-july-11
Robb A. Kopp Contest Name:"My Last Hour"
death don't want me baby doll,
healthy as a hogn moll,
guess i get into playin the part,
and friends have died the hurtin part...
loves ya blue,
Don
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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