Police By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
A scurry a lever and never do that
A little uneasy a little bit fat
A little too big a little to horse
A little too fly and all the of course
I made it a way I made it my life
And fighting the war is my insolent rite
I take it to mine and take it to that
I make it my own and make it my hat
I laugh at the words that are inside my head
But this is a mirror of family regret
We never said no so we never got out
Still deal with the 9's as a matter of fact
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