bucks

Big Jim

Big Jim was determined that he wasn't going to jail,

He said, "I can eat my way out of this! I'll be sure to make bail!

Because a custom made jumpsuit's too expensive, you see,

That's just too much material...a triple X plus three!

 

They can dig up my yard 

And they'll never find that gun,

Interrogations will cease 

With a cinnamon bun!

 

I have oodles of noodles and ice cream galore,

Cause my pit bull named DD works down at the store,

And me, I'm a gambler, so I can lend lots of money,

Although at 25% interest, the cops don't think it's too funny.

 

They can dig up my yard 

And they'll never find that gun,

Interrogations will cease 

With a cinnamon bun!

 

Oh woe is me twenty years down the road,

I've been hussling my kids to make up for my big load,

My son now got shot, but I'll still claim my case,

I'm literally now addicted to stuffing food in my face.

 

They can dig up my yard 

And they'll never find that gun,

Interrogations will cease 

With a cinnamon bun!

 

I know all the casinos, and they all know me,

I love this life, truly, and I got this gig, see,

I let others be criminal, cause I win the bucks,

I can dig others' their graves, hell, I don't give a f*ck.

 

They can dig up my yard 

And they'll never find that gun,

Interrogations will cease 

With a cinnamon bun!"

 

 

9:29 PM 7/6/2013 ©

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

just a silly rhyme ;-)

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