Why do so many offer me
a fake career
more opportunity
the ladies hunt
my mind goes blunt
for how they stunt
with sensuality
not for me I am happy
so just leave me be
or come and play
and win some cards
to make it pay
and pave your way
for more tranquillity.
Madrason 26072015
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