"Packing a Musket"

by Jerri Blank err i mean Chris Schmaltz:


When you work from your home, and Johns call on the phone, you're a call girl.
When you walk 'til you limp, and give a cut to a pimp, you're a street whore.
When they're beggin' you please to get down on your knees, near their groinage,
Excusa me, but you see, don't you touch, where they pee, without coinage.
When I straddle and squat, to show you my...

I wrote this poem during my stay in prison....who knew it was illegal to sell a baby? I didn't but I do now. I would have gotten away with it to if those assholes did not try to return the damm thing cuz its eyes did not stay blue. Apparently they did not read the fine print of the contract. Oh well....I now have a new found respect for my fellow man and have been off the crack pipe for 4 months now.....okkkay 4 weeks.....4 days???.....FINE I admit it 4 hours.......ohhh the oven buzzer went off that means that my new friends Jose and Marcus are done free base....I mean praying for children gotta go!