Thursday, February 24, 2011

Assonance

One night i was very frightened
There was a guy with a pie
Hiding behind a tree at a quarter past three
My phone started buzzin so i started runnin
Then i saw the cops they were thinking about taking shots
There was a flash then a crash
My friend looked, then got booked
I saw his honey to get the money
To get him out so he wouldn't pout
I'm free like a bee
Never again will i stay out at past ten
And stay at home next to the phone

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