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By jwb71913 Date: 2003 Aug 07 Comment on this Work [[2003.08.07.18.09.24278]] |
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Simpering whining about bad choice Singing blues in a whisky voice Pining away for a worthless bitch Who left me for a daddy rich When am I going to see the light Out of the darkness, no pain in sight Demons tread all over me I'm bruised and hurting, I can't see I've never had much skill with hammer Can use a gun, but dodge the slammer Let me make the cross I'll bear Crucify me, I'll be thin air I can take constructive comment But yell at me and I'll get bent What was his name, Bob or Steven? Doesn't matter, I'll get even Tell this guy to kiss your ass You've never played with any class An internet princess is all you'll be Fooling men you'll never see Though the bard has many names For a woman who so plays her flames Long ago I shut the door But I won't call you (bubblegum) Oops, missed the rhyme |