A ludicrous man Said he had wisdom of age Knew how to trick The unjust government, Said romance was His specialty As he smoked the finest cigars ($175 a box) while pouring me a glass of mondoro, a superb wine from italy, said "if you want the best then you have to pay for it" religion wasn't a topic of choice cause he said he had too many sins and god could do no justice, described all of his gun shot wounds that occurred throughout his life, an oozi to the back of the head, a rifle to the knee, a whole in his chest, A deep scar shown From the corner of his eye To his deformed temple, This man was blasted nine times Mainly because of deals gone bad, I asked if he ever killed someone And he replied… you don't want to know and I didn't!!! the tone in his voice just crept up my spine goose bumps galore but he continued and I listened curiously, as he discussed going to jail for conspiracy cause he wouldn't rat on his worst enemy, and a bunch of other shit, then later he described his hernia operations Where the doctors fucked up He was left with one testicle And three million A limping leg Popping methadone often Smoking crack and weed, Just to ease the pain, And I heard his whole life story In about two hours The saddest story I ever did hear in fact, And I thought… I guess so If you want the best in life I guess you have to pay.
Reason for writing:
Anna's 21st birthday party. 20 bottles of liquer, kegs on
top of kegs, drugs every where, psychos we didn't know that
were friends of friends that were friends of friends etc. And
this rich man I never met before in his 30's struck up a converstaion that
was quite depressing. He was so lonely! It seemed to me as
if he intensified or exaggerated his problems and shoved money in your
face that he felt a sense of security and a chance to get
a woman. I felt so bad for him so I listened to what he had
to say. With my mind all frazzled I came to the conclusion
that the man might just of had some wisdom like he claimed. He came from a
poor family background prior to his several million. So apparently
he had to pay for everything that occured in order to get
the best. I saw pics of his fucking mansion, saw his car...
He has fucking everything but the mother fucker still
scared the piss out of me.
Birth sign: Virgo
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