miomina1 said:I got lint in my hair
And I cry all da' time
I done ran outta pills
I done ran outta crimes
I done ran outta sugar, flour, and meat
No bread, no rice, no lights, no heat
Have a little bit of milk
And an egg or two
Got a shoestring to tie
But don't have a shoe
It's this lint in my hair
Get the lint out your hair
and dry up all those tears
stop popping them pills
or it's gonn make you ill
take my card and get you something to eat
boil some water for now to get you some heat
milk is bad for your heart
and those darn eggs is to
and you can trash them there shoestrings
since you ain't got no shoes...
you know...I think it's that lint in your hair :grin:
I liked your poem a lot, welcome and thanks for sharing.