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Aftershock it's been another bad day I'm shakin like a leaf my house collapsed and I'm looking for relief the walls rumbled and rattled until it finally fell I can still see the flames like I'm livin in hell yes I told my woman I think I needed a break thought she'd understand boy what a mistake she seemed bored with me more than I with her but when I made this comment I could see her fur the hair bristled up on the back of her neck her eyes fired daggers so I hit the deck I bobbed and I weaved dodging her slurs I could feel my shorts being filled with burrs seems it's ok for the woman to be restless and bored but you better not say this to her or you'll get gored with those barbed missiles attached to her tongue you'll be picking thorns out of you **** yes the walls shook loudly from the aftershock I think this is gonna cost me my head's on the block I begged for forgiveness but it was to no avail I handed her the hammer and a 2 penny nail so I've been kissin her **** now for over a week still lookin for a paddle to get out of **** creek bought her a nice big diamond to ease my pain it didn't work still carrying the ball and chain       so I shake my head and wonder why I'm so dumb as I sit in the corner ******* on my thumb don't stir the *** leave the lid on the crock or you better be prepared for the aftershock Gomer LePoet...
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Sep 1, 2011
Sep 1, 2011 at 6:57 AM UTC
Aftershock
Aftershock it's been another bad day I'm shakin like a leaf my house collapsed and I'm looking for relief the walls rumbled and rattled until it finally fell I can still see the flames like I'm livin in hell yes I told my woman I think I needed a break thought she'd understand boy what a mistake she seemed bored with me more than I with her but when I made this comment I could see her fur the hair bristled up on the back of her neck her eyes fired daggers so I hit the deck I bobbed and I weaved dodging her slurs I could feel my shorts being filled with burrs seems it's ok for the woman to be restless and bored but you better not say this to her or you'll get gored with those barbed missiles attached to her tongue you'll be picking thorns out of you **** yes the walls shook loudly from the aftershock I think this is gonna cost me my head's on the block I begged for forgiveness but it was to no avail I handed her the hammer and a 2 penny nail so I've been kissin her **** now for over a week still lookin for a paddle to get out of **** creek bought her a nice big diamond to ease my pain it didn't work still carrying the ball and chain       so I shake my head and wonder why I'm so dumb as I sit in the corner ******* on my thumb don't stir the *** leave the lid on the crock or you better be prepared for the aftershock Gomer LePoet...
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Sep 1, 2011
Sep 1, 2011 at 6:57 AM UTC
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