meet my friends
6 May 2015 6:50 AM
Every night I see old Sand Man and he and I box a round or two.
And every morning I go fart around with old stinky John Loo.
Then it's time to relax and wake up with my best friend old Joe Black.
Then round about noon it's lunch with a fat fellow named Big Mac.
When it's cold or when it rains.
I see old Arthur Rightus he's really a pain.
Sometimes when life is rough old Jack Daniels comes to call.
When he's here I laugh and feel tall.
When he is gone I go to bed and fall in.
Then I fight with old Sand Man and hope that he wins.
Copyright © JasonPoet Boyd | Year Posted 2015
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