Monday, June 16, 2008

my nails

through the door walked a frayed end
too many hours spent on your vacation

you should say sorry to me and
i should sue your ass

how do you sleep at night? 
don't you want to get things right?
it is your job
it is her life

i think you ought to take  your
mind out of the wallet in the 
back right pocket of your jeans

what did you see when the backlight lit?
i bet you didn't think we would give a shit

you should say sorry to us
and i should sue your ass

say your prayers doc
say your prayers

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