There,
The friend in deed
The one who put you in need
Cared not if you didn’t feed
Hurry,
Lets head out of town,
Bring your sorrows in stories
No fuss,bills are paid
Here
Take a sip and more
A toast to years with nothing to show
Drown your troubles in the gin
Buddy,
They take vids of your wasted self
With a running mouth and bad behaviour
Sleep g,till next week on end
Sad
How the week is heavy on you
With bills pending,no food
Yet the weekend was lit,litter is the one ahead
Funny
Now you have a few coins
For the new formation coming
And a health failing,a life falling
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