Monday, November 16, 2015

Swing

You've changed, but they don't know that.
First impressions--like cement.
On your head sits the same hat.
You're still paying the same rent.
Out loud, phat may sound like fat.
Doesn't matter what you've spent.
Just one trap can kill a rat.
Feeble body crushed and bent.
Bro, you even in a frat?
Took the letters off your tent.
Only pussy is a cat.
Pen and paper is your vent.
Drinking booze out of a vat.
Didn't even make a dent.
Now you're stepping up to bat.
Striking out don't cost a cent.

No one hits unless they swing.
Even if you're born a king.

  jj

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