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Rocking Chair

I look at the squires all stiff and straight laced,  
Their clothes perfectly cleaned and pressed,  
shoes shinning so bright, you could get a head ache.  
They do the same thing day in day out.  
you better believe they will never do the walk of  
shame, in the bedroom they never change up. Boring  
They have been with one woman only so not to hip  
up on lifes pleasures. But dammed if they ani,t  
book smart. They don,t realize their already dead
When they look at us they say dam i wish i could  
make a fool of myself like that. When they see our  
women kissing each other they can,t believe their eyes  
They see us drinking smoking snorting coke off strippers  
wishing for just once they could give it a try.  
they see us layed back checking out the scene having a  
awesome time the onlyest time we expand our minds is  
when we drop acid.  
But hey when it done and over with we both will  
be in rocking chairs talking about how it used to be.  
So hey get your weird on before time catches up.
Written by poetbradley
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