heck by neck©
The so called easter bunny
egged my house not my basket,
dumping more waste than the eye can see
so in a basket it wouldn't fit!
Well i am fit to be tied
with a rope around my neck,
for that i'm gonna search far and wide
so to give all my troubles heck!
Like it'll do any good
they'll still keep coming and coming and coming,
they don't listen like they should
and don't care about my suffering!
I've prayed till i'm blue in the face
to be out of here,
i don't belong in this heck of a place
i only belong with Faron Most Dear!
If i have to get there
on my own i will,
cause i can NOT bear
this mountain i wanna soon be killed or myself i'll kill!
Copyright© 2012
Sally
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