Solidarity
• Written by Hishighness
With my heart on my sleeve used to breathe easy
Now it's dirty so I cursed the disease
And please, my nerves still bleed profusely
It's no use see my eyes stay Droopy
Mr. Avery done saved me with his loopy
toons and entertainment, as a child
in the basement my vile mind
placing me against the plaintiff how quaint
shit, staying lackadaisical from
Paraguay to Malaysia laying
with geishas, smoking acres, avoiding traitors
Never disgraced by solidarity
I embraced it like I wanna marry me
Until I carried tree I played the maitre'd
cast away except when catering late
bringing eighths to children, that's what fulfilled him
and I promise take me for granted
on my honor it's gon be planted into
this granite, God damn it you disgust me,
I trusted thee, you're scum b, just some dumb
punk jumps what he sees; please, skeeze
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Hishighness
Member since May 24 2013