I'll never think of you As an enemy That I've Ever Had
Just a human around a raindrop, A bitty Hungarian grain of sand, The best of all of us, The weirdest peaches that we always were fucking were,
I can't forget were we came, Don't think your any better, Cuz I know you're just as lame.
You're smarter than any of us, But let's not forget you're insecure This website is a pile of Poems, But better be a pile of manure,
Pile it up like shit, It certainly ain't that bad, The manure smell in a River, can't make a Hungarian quite too mad.
You know what's tomorrow?
You know what's tomorrow?
Even if I did know what tomorrow was, I wouldn't want to go there, without you with me.
We'll be together.