One Chance
im really a nice guy, if you just give me one chance, im fighting with a sword, but im riding with a lance, i know i love french nails, but just no im not from france, i have the power like a crown, but im powerless like plants. i am wearing the whole suit, but i am not wearing pants, just leave me all alone, im so tired of these rants, i am flying with the bees, but im living with the ants, i must figure out the difference, between the cans and cants. i did come to the party, but now no one wants to dance, i dont know how to skip, but i do know how to prance, i will never get used to, the wills the shoulds and shants, i went to know my life, and right now im in a trance.
Copyright © Maxwell Collier | Year Posted 2013
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