PROFANELY INSANE

Terry dailey

THIS SHAMEFULL MORNING BROUGHT A FOOL WITHOUT WARNING MY BULLDOG BEGAN HIS BARK... THE SUN IS NOW SHINING BUT IM THE ONE WHINING MY MIND IS STILL MISSING THE DARK..  SO I DECIDE TO STUMBLE OUTSIDE WITH THE COOL AIR CARRESSING MY SKIN...  THE SIGHT THAT I SEEN AS THE NIGHT WASHES CLEAN WAS OF A HUMBLE BLESSING BEGIN... THERE WAS THIS POOR SOUL OUT TAKEING A STROLL WALKED RIGHT PASS MY DOOR WITH ONE SHOE... HAD THE OTHER IN HAND AND HE TALKED UNDERSTAND  TO IT LAUGHING FOR SURE THIS IS TRUE....  IM LKE WHAT THE FUCK? IS HE DOWN ON HIS LUCK? SOME SUCKERS PRETEND DUMB TO BE LAZY.... THEN I FELT LIKE A DICK IS HE MENTALLY SICK?  THIS FUCKER IS COMEING FROM CRAZY!    AS MY SANITY SOARED AND PROFANITY POURED MY HEART FLOORED WELL MADE ME FEEL BLUE.... IM THE SUCKER SO SLAP ME THIS FUCKER WAS HAPPY...HELL  I WANT TO BE CRAZY TOO........

  • Author: Terry dailey (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 16th, 2017 23:17
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 20
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