(Readers...this poem, again, was written as a song. And, once again, it's not quite finished...) It's another day And I can see the haze Creepin over the mountain-side The clock say's it's time To make another dime-- Put some leather back in my hide I'm feelin fine Though a bottle of wine Has set me back another day or two A bit itchy and stoned With an ache in my bones But I'll do what THEY tell me to do! ----Aaaaaaahhhhh! I know I've seen so much @#$% in my life I've been there...and done that... But no more will I try to fight the plight I'm just gonna tip my hat You can have all my days...you can have all my nights Cause I think that I'm about done in... No more will I try to fight the plight No more will I fight the plight.
Reason for writing:
Just writing thoughts....I welcome ANY and ALL comments.
Birth sign: Pisces
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