The bar

by KC Franks   Apr 18, 2006


Don't trust the blind man,
he'll fight ya' if he can,
the dude over there,
he'll shoot ya if ya dare,
don't touch his wine,
he'll scream "it's mine!"
quite a bar we got,
no one here's been caught,
we got bombers, fighters,
robbers, and writers,

every one drunk,
so listen punk,
this our bar,
so park yo car,
here's a beer,
a thrilling cheer,
just watch the show,
HERE WE GO!

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  • 18 years ago

    by Jimmy Jr.

    Well dude whatever that was that was really great

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