Who Knows

You gonna hit me, dad.
You gonna beat me till I puke weird-looking fluid,
Cause you never feed me something to puke, dad.

Someone ask me,
“How are ya.”
“Me’s great.”
Cause what you’re asking is something I used to.
Beaten and beaten
Hiding and hiding,
Give me some cash to buy another bleedless clothes.

Blue, black, purple,
Not gonna worry cause I just gonna go spent 3 minutes and it’s all gonna covered.
Not gonna worry, cause I was born for this.
I’m only good cause no one try pull my clothes.

Silent kid on the corner tell the teacher that I don’t look good,
No he don’t,
He don’t know,
Cause I’m always happy, just a bit sappy.
Cause I always cover it.

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12 thoughts on “Who Knows

  1. Ha I have a long weekend of horse racing my passion. Take a chance if you will and I will post pics for today’s festivities. Just play to have fun and a few dollars.

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      1. Are you going to watch? It wil be late by you. I have handicapped the four for today and am set to handicap half of tomorrow’s card now.

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