Old Salami

It's been months now
The means from which to grow
You gutted the fields we've yet to sew
The jokes aren't funny
Unless I'm sitting down
You ran out of money
To try and turn the thrown
Yes you like it
This little game we play
Rolling around you know just what to say

It's been years now
To try and fill this hole
You look in the mirror and you haven't got a soul
You must have sold it for a wet dream
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Writer(s): Katelyn Farstad
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