03-03-2016, 10:20 PM
I thuh-thuh thought that I would sleep, but no.
I muh-muh must have been awake all night.
I'm sure I'm happy nuh-nuh now but know
that wuh-wuh what I done just wasn't right.
I nuh-nuh know what people think of me.
For fuh-fuck's sake try walkin' in my shoes.
I hated kids way buh-back when, but we
were all kids then, though that ain't no excuse.
The guh-guh girls, I saw them look away:
and from behind their ears went up, a sign
that they were pullin' faces so I'd say
fuh-fuck you bitch, and lose face every time.
Except just once, her name was Clementine.
She had a kinda tick that made her twitch.
The other girls would ask her for the time
then luh-luh laugh n' call her Wind-up Witch.
We tuh-tuh talked most evenin's walkin' back.
She tuh-tuh twitched, I stammered, but we grinned.
The other kids would gather like a pack
and chant our names like we had somehow sinned.
One day I kissed her rough on thuh-the mouth.
I guess I thought I loved her...but she cried.
She ruh-ruh ran away back to her house
and told her puh-puh pah.Shit, how she lied.
And thuh-thuh that was when I up't an' went;
I luh-luh left a note for Wind-Up Witch.
The cops let loose the dogs, they got my scent,
and fuh-fuh found me hidin' in a ditch.
I never got the chance to tell my side.
I tried but wuh-wuh words just wouldn't come.
The judge, she said that all along I'd lied;
that I'd turn out to be a no good bum.
She told me just one chance was all I'd get;
three months in cuh-correction was my due.
Inside, I got the dirt from guys I met;
when I got out...I knew what I must do.
So here I stand with smokin' gun in hand.
They laughed at me but they're not laughing now.
I guess that now, at last, they understand.
My stammer's gone.Listen...listen...wow!
1tectak2016
I muh-muh must have been awake all night.
I'm sure I'm happy nuh-nuh now but know
that wuh-wuh what I done just wasn't right.
I nuh-nuh know what people think of me.
For fuh-fuck's sake try walkin' in my shoes.
I hated kids way buh-back when, but we
were all kids then, though that ain't no excuse.
The guh-guh girls, I saw them look away:
and from behind their ears went up, a sign
that they were pullin' faces so I'd say
fuh-fuck you bitch, and lose face every time.
Except just once, her name was Clementine.
She had a kinda tick that made her twitch.
The other girls would ask her for the time
then luh-luh laugh n' call her Wind-up Witch.
We tuh-tuh talked most evenin's walkin' back.
She tuh-tuh twitched, I stammered, but we grinned.
The other kids would gather like a pack
and chant our names like we had somehow sinned.
One day I kissed her rough on thuh-the mouth.
I guess I thought I loved her...but she cried.
She ruh-ruh ran away back to her house
and told her puh-puh pah.Shit, how she lied.
And thuh-thuh that was when I up't an' went;
I luh-luh left a note for Wind-Up Witch.
The cops let loose the dogs, they got my scent,
and fuh-fuh found me hidin' in a ditch.
I never got the chance to tell my side.
I tried but wuh-wuh words just wouldn't come.
The judge, she said that all along I'd lied;
that I'd turn out to be a no good bum.
She told me just one chance was all I'd get;
three months in cuh-correction was my due.
Inside, I got the dirt from guys I met;
when I got out...I knew what I must do.
So here I stand with smokin' gun in hand.
They laughed at me but they're not laughing now.
I guess that now, at last, they understand.
My stammer's gone.Listen...listen...wow!
1tectak2016