Bout Time

Stalwart phairness

illeagal motion. It’s bedtime again.

Idiot stooges. Incomplete breakfast. It’s bedtime again.

How many worries? Too many worries. How many worries? Too many worries.

When will the street stop runnin’ in me head? When will the kitchen work be done for a minute?

It’s bedtime again. It’s bedtime again.

40 yearlings and no months between. So many jars and too few lids. when am I ever gonna have my kids?

When will the difference I’ve made make a difference? When will the itching be done for a minute? I make up my bed and then I get in it, It’s bedtime again. It’s bettime again.

Too many cars so many cars Too many cars so many cars.  Call the precinct, call the bars, look under the rug look into those matters, remember yer head, remember those times, and 29 years for the above listed crimes. Night yerself, night yerself, night yerself. Yer night yerself, night yer self, night yerself.

So many days but not enough breaks.  So many frays not any good takes. How ya gonna make that funny thing work? Yer just a tool in the shed, a tool in the shed. It’s bedtime again. It’s bedtime again.

4titude

10 der moments, funny cat. spring witnessed a thorny tail. and it was it was summers eve. not the disposable douche, i mean, summers eve, like the night prior to summer. lemme start again.
49 elberts and the 16 kens
23 three pieces of the never ajenns.
scott and 4 wolves n’er did grab that mustard,
i’ll give you 3 porcupine bills for a bite of that custard.
the night before summer, at the end of springs thorny tail.
masen gills theory with a handfull of quails