The Scrapper

He sees that piece of metal ready for the taking
thinking only of one thing the money he will be making
for all the time he spent he hope he makes a dollar
because if he does'nt he'll only scream and holler
because he's wasted his time on this scrap
which he hopes gt metals won't call crap
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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