| to seem or not to seem the truth is always the same. you can keep on sleepin but you've played the game your whole life. it's empty as the hole you dug in my backyard. strange to think. takes a long time to learn how to use a shovel as exquisitely as you do. i sure don't want to see the practices. at the very least this one was artful. smart bull you layered on but nothing grows under my grass. tied, ass to slacks i'm ready to get rich. i guess not so much a hole as a ditch. after all it's full of shit cause even after you quit i kept right on digging. |