When I take out a sharp knife,
Don’t interrupt my urgent keif.
And after that - I always go to drink.
No matter what they maybe say,
I robbed alone - and drank myself,
I will continue such exactly thing.
A man comes up to me and says:
“In our difficult such days
I want to destroy people just like you!”
I quickly stabbed t’impudent boy,
I didn’t explain, but ruined that toy,
And I will continue the same thing along to do.
If you just wanna having talk,
Sit down with me, tear out a cork;
We will discuss everything and decide.
But if you want be as he was again ,
We have one law for every guy,
And this law will remain perpetuity same.
- Author: Ksey_Gan ( Offline)
- Published: June 19th, 2023 18:14
- Category: Sad
- Views: 5
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