Oh Mife Uck Did I Stop Myself

He was going to come unglued.

A state they were accustomed too.

Because Buddy did.

Like a little kid.

Sniffled and whined.

Toked and dined.

On the People’s dime.

Sorry, little fuck.

Your jig is up anda

Takes great luck

Which you don’t have.

Lova bitter salve.

Gimme tasta half…

Don’t believe in karma?

That is gonna harm ya.

In ways you cannot fathom.