A POEM ABOUT LIFE.

          THIS IS WHAT AM TALKING ABOUT THE WAY THING ARE

THIS IS NOTHING TO SAY, YOU ARE TO FAR

A SIMPLE MAN THAT STAYING ALIVE

BEGING THE WOULD TO HELP HIM STRIVE

DAY BY DAY BY DAY BY DAY

HELP A DOLLAR FOR THE BLIND THATS ALL HE SAY

NOTHING RECIVE HE BLAMS MANKIND

THIS IS NOT YOUR SIN ITS MINE

NOW THIS SEEM THAT THIS IS THE END

NOTHING SHORT OF A MAN ,A TRUE FRIEND

HOT FOOD ON A PLATE

ALWAYS EARLY NEVER LATE

BUT FOR NOW HE MIGHT THINK

THIS IS LIF,E LIFE STINK


THIS IS ALL I HAVE TO SAY 

THIS, THIS AND ONLY THIS

THIS HOTMEAL CAN MAKE MY DAY

 

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