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Come on, man, jus
let me go,
I won't do it anymore,
I can be a straight up guy,
Give a chance and let me try.
What you see is what
I did,
I ain't jokin'; I don't kid,
What I did is what you see,
Guess that makes a lousy me.
I was jiggin'
and so dumb,
Guess that makes me kinda scum,
I was poppin' Ecstacy,
Gettin' high and gettin' free.
Man, these drugs are
killin' me,
I'm so nervous, gotta pee,
I'm arrested? Goin' ta jail?
No one there to post my bail.
Oh my God, what did
I do,
Sippin' from the Devil's brew,
Now I'm sittin' in this cell,
Welcome to my piece of hell.
Footnote:
There are absolutely no redeeming values
in the using of illegal
drugs.
They destroy the body, soul and mind.
by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul
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