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)
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