To Roll Before Da Punches

Look if shit is headed your way.

You can’t stay the same way.

You will wonder

What the hey?

While someone eats your lunch say

Two times in a row.

First a wicked low blow.

Waitin’ fo’ your Oh No!

Hopin’ at you don’t show.

So they ‘n say they tole ya so.

But they don’t say.

They give away


Each day

They telegraph

Their cody-code while

You, you quietly cyphering.

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