One blanket each and a stink filled pillow.
Stop your damn crying, man, it seeds sorrow!
You don’t like today?
Well, you won’t like tomorrow.
Buddy, you need thick skin…
Weathered and wind beaten.
Kicked in the groin son.
Took one and un done.
Unglued and then some
Body gets in the way.
Buddy, he can not stay.
Here, in the moment.
His scary foments.
Peace, ya it don’t mix.
Leaves in a hurry.
Everyone scurry.
Into the basement.
That’s not what he meant.
If buddy said get down now!
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