It started off innocent,
But innocence soon was forgotten,
Oh he’s hitting rock bottom,
Oh now there both far from stopping now,
The devils in control and he’s eager,
Pulling leavers to make misdemeanours,
Oh he’s a nasty deceiver,
Just as bad as the receiver of them texts.
They met face to face,
And they couldn’t keep hands free,
No need to blame it on the taste,
Of that fine liquor imported from Tennessee,
With all the texting and flirting,
Things are getting disturbing,
She’s got a lover,
Who is seeing another girl,
She finds it well sexy,
She’s always saying text me.
Gaz illionaire
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-devil-makes-work-for-idle-thumbs/
