With Nothing To Compare To

There was nothing he could say.

Not that mattered anyway,

They said he’d had his day.

Time to put the toys away.

But he wasn’t from their frey.

Fuck with him and they’d pay.

No game he wouldn’t play,

To always get his way.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Barry Williams http://barry-williams.com/blog

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

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