# Karma

They's an old say'n  
amid moun'tn folk    
true as true can be    
I reckon    
Ya can't push a snowball    
down tha slope    
then jes walk away    
Whatever it hits    
ya responsible;    
whatever it destroys    
ya liable    
Ya can scream    
til tha cows come home    
Or til tha avalance    
covers ya up
Buried in tha drift    
of yah own mak'n    
still yell'n, 
"I was jes tend'n    
my own garden!"
Think for ya push    
cause if ya ain't taught    
by someone, at least    
won't be long for ya learn:    
Chick'ns always    
come home ta roost    
Might as well accept    
an ask forgiveness    
for it blindsides ya 
knee-deep in shit    
Cause ya already stink'n    
( pheweeee!!!! )    
ta high heaven    
of guilt!    
Bach! BAAAAACH!    
Written by AgentStarling (Clarice)
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