Coukey Never Mind Poem

By: David Rader II on July 05, 2007 @ 4:02 AM

So I shall never mind
Not once shall I feel the bind
Not once will I spend that time
For I shall slip on wine
I mean sip the vine
You know what I mean
Get drunk and crunk
Skip the junk and do the funk
Am I making cents
I mean making sense
Oh, never mind

This coukey poem was originally written on 07/04/05


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