It's hit and miss, you see
Walking across zebras
And their crossings
It just so happens that I was a hit
at nightclubs too and
who said that idiots
can't be cool.
I didn't really
see where I was going that night
I know what I would've done if I would have had
The courage to actually listen to my mind
Instead of my friends.
My dad always used to shout when he found out
That I had consumed alcohol
Even though he had on many occaisons
I suppose he was right
About the alcohol
But not about the
Funeral
It would be I who went before him.
It's usually hit and miss you see.
And I was hit.
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