Up For Parole
It's been five years since you were put away, but it only seems like yesterday
that I found those pictures you had hidden away.
I don't know how you've spent the time and I really don't care,
but I know from your victims point of view, nothing could compare.
You exploited my little girls body for the world to see,
what a sick S.O.B you must be.
You were given twenty years in the state pen, and now you're up for parole;
instead you should be put in a hole, cause if you get out you'll just do it again.
Copyright © Anita Sandlin | Year Posted 2006
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