#159
Need a Job
Satan truly sifted me,
Late the other night:
I fell down in my bedroom,
And I wasn't even tight.
I bruised my foot upon a stand,
Banged my head severely.
My nerves are shot,
Everything hurts
Near twice as much as dearly.
#159
Need a Job
Satan truly sifted me,
Late the other night:
I fell down in my bedroom,
And I wasn't even tight.
I bruised my foot upon a stand,
Banged my head severely.
My nerves are shot,
Everything hurts
Near twice as much as dearly.