Born Under A Bad Sign!

marital relations!

Just a story:

I was born under a bad sign, 'next restroom 147 miles'

for my mom was the wife of a long-haul trucker.

Yeah, they cut it too close, I wonder if you care about all 

our trials?

My mom bought my dad's bullshit, what a complete fu...,

for he left us there, shielding our eyes from the glaring 

sun,

of course, I learned all this after several years, when mom 

told what went down.

So, I salute you, dad, you're really something, a real 

number one!

For you were too self-centered to man up, and stick 

around.

Because of your bailing, mom had to support me, so she 

went to work,

a back-breaking job, heaving 100 pound bags at the 

nearby cement plant.

Yes, if you had the gut's now to show your ugly face, you 

jerk,

she'd tee off on your pinata face, let me tell you, you 

should hear her rant

about what she'll do to you if she ever sees your sorry 

little a*s.

It involves you, kicking, and hacking off a certain member 

of the trouser patrol,

Let me tell you, she would, for she's an angry, bitter lass.

If you know what's good for you, you'll steer clear, if 

staying alive is your goal!