She holds a beer ca.
Shouts yes we can
I thought she was right
But she was left.
At late forties no kids no husband
Oh! this is out of hand
She drink and drive,
All she need in life.
Party at manager eightieth birthday,
And prayers for husband, remains just a dream
She lives like an ape,
That feeds on drape.
I will marry when i want, just her bitter grapes.
She believes life is short
But her grandma is still alive.
Please enjoy before late.
I want to see you late.
Bury you with a bottle of gin,
It was your kin.
Before you die give the will
I think barman's bill
To it we will check and pay a dummy cheque
The gin was the kin
Please go away fast,
You carry no blood,
And have left no blood.
The future is blurred.
The gin was the kin.
Sunday, 12 June 2016
CORRUPTION
Your lips soft and horny .
You lick my guard of milk and honey.
When will you die so i grow in peace?
You have built a cathedral,
It is full to the balcony
All have joined in the melody
There goes the chorus,
"It is our time to eat"
You need no spoons nor forks
Just big mouth for a big bite
All is for grab.
I think you were over
But the new regime sings your song than ever.
Your dominion is rich, they think that is the way,
But a rodent in the hay.
I will set the hay ablaze i think that is the way.
When will you die so i grow in peace?
When you die i will bury you with no cross or coffin
Because you have no kin,
Whose spirits you will disturb.
A burial of no loss
I' ll have been the boss.
J am ready with spade,
Just like the NYSs,for the burial parade
"Our time to eat is dead"
I will have carried the day
and will pay no bebt.
Your lips soft and horny .
You lick my guard of milk and honey.
When will you die so i grow in peace?
You have built a cathedral,
It is full to the balcony
All have joined in the melody
There goes the chorus,
"It is our time to eat"
You need no spoons nor forks
Just big mouth for a big bite
All is for grab.
I think you were over
But the new regime sings your song than ever.
Your dominion is rich, they think that is the way,
But a rodent in the hay.
I will set the hay ablaze i think that is the way.
When will you die so i grow in peace?
When you die i will bury you with no cross or coffin
Because you have no kin,
Whose spirits you will disturb.
A burial of no loss
I' ll have been the boss.
J am ready with spade,
Just like the NYSs,for the burial parade
"Our time to eat is dead"
I will have carried the day
and will pay no bebt.
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