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[sid] => 119433
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Mismanaged Love
[time] => 2006-05-03 16:10:11
[hometext] => To Wiilie Tyler jr.
[bodytext] => Recall that time you punched me, then later tied me up And that time I urinated in your cup What about when you and your dad tried to tell the hospital in Chicago that I was insane And the time you put rat poison in my share of our cocaine Or when you placed Angel Dust in my weed And you broke into my clarinet case, where there was no bomb, just a reed It's like yesterday to think about When you broke in after I so kindly put you out When you tapped my cell And I told you to go to Hell Just after your sister told me to hand her a potted plant and got my finger print In hopes to set me up and get me sent Away in shame It almost ruined my good name Those were the days when we both taught our children to be tough And once they went to bed, it was on because we liked it rough We were like Mr. and Mrs. Smith, on crack I'd spray you in the face with oven cleaner and you'd kick me to get me back Every time I got a job, you'd make sure to sabotage My gig and then I'd wonder what was worse, that or the extortion & voyeuristic espionage All in all, it was cruel fun Like the time you did something to my car so that it wouldn't run Then I retaliated by filling your toothbrush full of grit You werejust what I needed to bring out my wit You were real lucky that I didn't snitch about when you and Andy made that money that was counterfeit Even though you tried to get me to tell about the bank I smelled your family's alternate scheme because it stank Inevitably, I had to pack my suitcase Its in my memory, unfortunately something that I can't erase When it pops into my mind, I try to look over the past drama in a positive light And see the humor in it all, since we can't make it right [comments] => 1 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 55 [informant] => rapnificent [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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