we all make mistakes

we all make mistakes

A Poem by Mohl083
"

now you try

"

why the hell not

just do something

for the sake of not doing nothing?

i'm tired of sitting on my a*s

while losers f**k hot chicks

with really big fake tits.

maybe i don't wanna be president no more

maybe i just want to be me

to do what is making me happy

like smoking lots of cigarettes

while drinking really cheap rum.

my lord, what the hell they do!

i don't care

bout nothing no more

so you just gonna have to take that

and groove on it

till i can figure out

where to go from here.

just give me a jug of wine

in the fridge to come home to

and i'll stay up all night

talking s**t to those lil girls

out there in those chatrooms

before i go to bed

and don't have no worries

about getting my a*s up

at the crowing of no rooster

because my job don't start till noon.

© 2008 Mohl083


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