The Wild Side

THE WILD SIDE 

We Walked the Wild Side
     Most of the men,
           My kin,
Yes, we walked the wild side.

Some walk the grassy path,
 Before manhood comes,
      That’s not bad,
But it’s not the wild side.

Helter Skelter, I don’t give a ****,
    Where am I, Screw them,
           Give me some,
Yes, We walked the Wild Side us Kin,

   Then we became men, 
 We can look any in the eye,
No matter where they’re from,
 Who they are, their pedigree.

  We can lead men into combat,
         Manage a business,
           Foreman a crew,
                Our kin,
 because we’ve walked the Wild Side.

          So cry not little mother,
            He’ll become a man,
But first he’s got to walk the wild side.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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