If you can't afford to live
You certainly can't afford to die. The plot, the box, the limo, the cross No wonder all the living can do is cry! by Cheryl Duggan May 10th, 2013
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Chef Ramsey kicked you outta his kitchen
I don’t wanna hear any more of you bitchin! All those food allergies they got you itchin’ Wishin' you had more than a pot to put fish in. Oh my gosh you got a Bounty on your head With the Dog after you you’re better off dead It doesn’t matter what you did or said You end up in a cell with a toilet, sink and bed Reality TV it’s just for show It doesn’t really matter what you do or don’t know The more you weep, the more they sow It’s only for the bloody ratings ya know Is that Donald the Trump callin your name He’s callin you out to see if you got game Seeing how badly you want the fortune and fame Never mind, forget it, he thinks your too lame! Be thankful Big Brothers not over your shoulder Others in the Jury House getting colder HOH has made you that much bolder But the real power goes to the Veto holder Reality TV it’s just for show It doesn’t really matter what you do or don’t know The more you weep, the more they sow It’s only for the bloody ratings ya know by Cheryl Duggan May 4th, 2013 (Original Publication Date) I’m going back in to lay down for a bit
My brain and body feel like shit I can’t pinpoint what is wrong I just don’t feel all that strong My head is heavy my heart is hollow It’s almost more than I can swallow I don’t know how I’m suppose to relax When the doctors won’t consider all the facts by Cheryl Duggan May 3, 2013 It wasn't the gout
He should have been worried about It was the crack and booze With his inability to eat And his inability to snooze The first sign that he should retire Was his constant propensity to perspire The second sign that he should refrain Was the swollen ankle that looked in grave pain Maybe he's waiting for the third sign to quit When his whole body decides that's enough And throws a big fit. It wasn't the gout He should have been worried about It was the booze and crack What do you think about that? It doesn't matter ... He doesn't care. Tomorrow it'll be like he wasn't even there. by Cheryl Duggan May 3, 2013 (Original Publication Date) |