She Is Polly
When Polly comes the smart ones take a good tee with lemon the others
a pen and a Jonny smile seyng to she..,, be my friend I pay you well"
She is Polly she has the iron arm
she can bite she can eat
don't give her sushi
she is more a meaty lover
Two or three Mensa Mans in Black share some words with the mafia
on a wooden chair
you know that them Americans says about
the Italians thet them have some kind of ideal instead of making money
She is sweet Polly in war comes with a pink dress and she says
the poor soldiers are too tired to combat let them sleep two days
they will die sooner or later anyway
but dont worry they will be happy in his own country without a leg
while the people will show a finger into them
the state give to them paper for beer and some bread with tongue
While you give your child for this country
the country gives to you Brandy
She is Polly she knows how to live she don't go in some
4 stars hotels she is more alike to go in some big house on
the Maldive but keep very awake for those guys with that strange color on the skin
maybe they forgot to wash themselves
Then Polly wake up ¸¸
Copyright © Jakov Asl | Year Posted 2017
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