Bec Knight


Life's To Short.

Life's to short to play silly games,
But beware of the player's,
Cause they'll play anyway

They'll take your heart with their old leather glove
And toss it out in the field, long
There it will lie till fate finds the player
Who'll pick it up and decide what to do with it later
Cause he's busy now, He and his mates

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