CROCK OF SHIT I've been married forty years, Shared my hopes and shared my tears. All I earned, spent every bit. Man, this love's a crock of shit. I sent all my kids to school. Now they think that I'm a fool. They don't like me 'cause I spit. Man, this love's a crock of shit. I come home, most every night, Me 'n' my wife, we have a fight. My wife always was a wit. Man, this love's a crock of shit. Young man, if you've never wed, Listen close to what I've said. You've got freedom in your mitt. Man, this love's a crock of shit. --- Joe Fineman joe_f@verizon.net ||: Be careful what you do with your resentment. :||
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