Damn! my shoe is untied...
My mind in is the low place,
Damn! my shoe is untied…
I don’t want to bend over
why didn’t I wear slip ons inside.
My mind is in the low place,
Wait! these don’t go with my clothes…
My mind is in the low place,
Wait! these don’t go with my clothes…
Was that the mailman?
Don’t matter, I need coffee I suppose.
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