Lightening Does Not Strike The Same Place Twice
To the clown that runs the electricity
I sit back with laughter
bursting forth from my lips
Go ahead
Touch my Electricity box
I dare you
Because you see a thunderstorm is a brewing
A jolt of lightening
A twist of karma
A Grandmother stands by her Granddaughter
Watching and protecting
Just as always
I predict your ultimate demise
I will however perform the courtesy
Of calling for an ambulance naturally
But sadly I must confess
My phone has been hacked
So no signal
To receive or a call make (it's "I" before "E"
Dummy except after "C".
As in lets wait and see
To the White house across from me
It is important to tell your Child the truth
He is not the President
Just because of the Color of the house
Or because the Water he controls
He is just like everyone else
Not me of course as I am
P.S. I'm allergic to Cat's
But like the Cat you see I have nine lives
Only six remaining
But those lives you see
will see me to the age of as I previously stated Ninety three.
Turn my water back on
I've already told you all what will happen
The sins of the Father will be visited upon the Sons
It's your beliefs that you espouse
I guarantee you this within two
Months the house you will leave
And unless you Parent that Child
The Foster care system will or in jail
He will be
You see the Neighbors are just as tired of him
as am I
He lacks manners and discipline
It is your choice to be a Parent
No one forced your copulation
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