If You Turn Sixty

You better watch your mouth

Cause shit heads south

In a heartbeat.

No retreat,

In defeat.

Cause you’ll meet

A monster.

It’s you sir.

Or mad dam.

You had ’em.

But what’s that?

You’ve had enough?

Now you talk tough or

Maybe, for you,

It’s nap time.

 

 

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