Action

Action

A Poem by Stam

I was the lucky one getting all the action
But never really felt i was getting satisfaction
Always out with a different face
Hitting every topcat venue in the place
Who did I really think I was
Went out every night didn't need a course
The girls I had there was so many
Lived so high would spend every penny
Now am getting older and by myself
Guess some were right I'd be left on the shelf
So now I look back on so many fond days
But Guess this is where I start to mend my ways

© 2012 Stam


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Added on July 6, 2012
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Stam
Stam

Sunderland, Tyne & Wear, United Kingdom



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