My back is gone, my powers out, Im thankful that I dont have gout. My mind got lost some time ago, but went to Ace to get a hoe. The clerk right there just looked at me as if Id asked her for a fee. I wanted just to get a tool, but she made me like such a fool. I said again, I want a hoe, I truly need some thing to row. Now, all my life Ive known to hoe if weeds were all there in a row, One person needs to kneel and pull, the things that one will need to cull. So now Im banned from Ace you know, and all because I need a hoe. As I said, my mind is gone, but life has helped that all along. When I am sane, no matter what, I will meet someone whos not. And then it seems to fall on on me, as though I meant it all to be. And all I wanted was to be, a guy who needed sympathy (or a hoe) .
Posted on: Tue, 07 Oct 2014 04:19:24 +0000