ZOMBIE
Along with the others
In the back who smell worse
Than I do
I slept on the cold ground last night
So I sleep on the bus today
And miss my stop
Getting off in a bad neighborhood
Where poetry can kill you
Taken from: Project Dust World blog.
Along with the others
In the back who smell worse
Than I do
I slept on the cold ground last night
So I sleep on the bus today
And miss my stop
Getting off in a bad neighborhood
Where poetry can kill you
Taken from: Project Dust World blog.