Thursday, June 09, 2005

JB says he didn't make this one.

Another Poem from whoever leaves these poems

Now the time has come to pass
All you pricks can kiss my ass
Buy your movies, phone cards, cds
Pay the price then please just leave
I have no patience left in me
Few days left only 53
I'll leave my family
I'll miss my cat
No more sex
I can forget that
I'll have my smokes
My brothers' jokes
No more beer, rum or wine
Late night parties I'll have no time
Days will dash
Nights pass
540 you can kiss my ass