Sister Skelton asked me
why my shoes were soaked.
Like I knew the answer,
I didn't know what to say.
So I offered my name
And pissed in my fathers slacks.
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Submitted:Feb 2, 2010 Reads: 42 Comments: 2 Likes: 1
Sister Skelton asked me
why my shoes were soaked.
Like I knew the answer,
I didn't know what to say.
So I offered my name
And pissed in my fathers slacks.
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