042011o It Pays Poem by Manonton Dalan
042011o It Pays
receptionist were all in white
some are so tight to bursting
that's lot of suffering to look
pretty, i can understand but
discomfort maybe pay-off
me i'm scared of blood clot
i'm extra nice to them always
they remember me, all it takes
makes them happy so with me
i'm sitting in front of one of 'em
she already knows what time,
day, who is going to take care.
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