Randy Freie Poet Rhyme

Pushing Up Daisies

So this is where I'm bound to sleep 

Just three feet wide and six feet deep

No shirt, no shoes, or even sox

Only me in my little box

So grab a shovel, lend a hand

And bury me in desert sand

I know that it's a boring job

Guess I shouldn't have robbed the Mob

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Oliver Mckeithan February 15, 2025 at 6:58 AM LOL. Good thing the mob didnt put cement overshoes on you and dump you in the river. Or put you where they Jimmy Hoffa-wherever that is Randy Freie February 15, 2025 at 7:16 AM Yeah, me and Jimmy Hoffa are pen pals. You want his address?

Paul Bell February 15, 2025 at 4:02 AM Never rob the mob, I did once, now I'm propping up a motorway. Randy Freie February 15, 2025 at 6:45 AM Hey Paul, at least you're doing something useful and people will drop by to see you every day. Me, I'm coyote bait.