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Author Name: Freerandy johnson 0 Comments
Date Added: July 25, 2007 09:07:22 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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I'm at the end of my rope
I'm in jail because my son stopped going to school.
My cellmate is smelly and I'm fed nothing but gruel.
I'm very depressed and I'm at the end of my rope.
I've been begging my cellmate to take a bath and use some soap.
My son is proud of himself and he brags because he's never cried.
But that will change when I get out of here and tan his hide.
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