T-A-I-L-S of Dreck
Burdened by your love,
wherever you go or why,
you rooked for money.
Buck… your nowhere ex,
he jobbed me for your money.
Oh dreck…We be broke!
For the H-E-A-D-S OR T-A-I-L-S CONTEST
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