What is Mine?

What is Mine?

What is Mine?

What is mine? Hold up a sign!
Make a list and check it thrice
A tiny trailer will suffice!
With more than five grand
I wanted to stand
And get a loan for a house – LOUSE!
The job I do now is good pay
But they just told me, “Get laid!”
They want to know of the future
I just retort with the past
Then I heard a soft whisper
“Come here and kiss my ASS!”
NA-NA-NA-NA-NA!
We hold the cards and make rules
I sit with poker-face and drool!
What is mine? Hold up a sign!
Make a list and check it thrice
Replace your glass or your ass is grass!
The nice police officer dude
Could not be any more crude
Than to follow too closely
And be really nosey!
Get your windshield replaced ‘cuz I say!
Again I’m excited – been laid!
Can’t do it when I choose
Money again I must lose!
What is mine? Hold up a sign!
Make a list and check it thrice
Candy bars are not so sweet
Went camping at my Dad’s side
And tried to defend with all my might
My right to share when I will
Again, I get handed the bill
Why don’t you share with the brats? (DAD)
I bought enough for us and that’s that! (ME)
Why don’t you buy your own bars
And get your ass into that car
Or else take your own from me
And break them apart – you see?
What is mine? Hold up a sign!
Make a list and check it thrice
It’s your trailer – No it’s not!
I painted my trailer a horse of another color
The landlord says I must put creativity asunder
Now I own the trailer – he owns the land
So why does he think he can strike up the band?
Anyway a big tree blocks my TV waves
So why doesn’t he remove it – it’s his! I raves!
Well in remembrance of Independence Day (2000)
Think I’ll just leave it that way
If he evicts me out of the park
It’ll be a blessing – WHAT THE FUCK?!

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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