Poor Paul

Poor Paul poor Paul Shot went through Don't bawl Someone call the po po Cody said he won't hold a gun No mo no Paul said help me through the door Cody said aight bro Paul's sweet innocence He said why'd it happen like dis Don't end it poor Paul, Poor Paul We call u Pauly D Why u wonna hurt me Shot in the arm Through the leg Hope they don't turn to a peg Poor Paul, poor Paul -humorous poem for a friend who got shot by accident (he's okay though)