Pulling a load of kayaks up a flight of stairs like some chimp, or gorilla
Some cute looking chic in a bikini laughs at my burden
She's smart but what a bitch, doesn't lift a finger to help
You have to be a hard core asshole to do this everyday for the chump change
A motherfucker without a dime, and alone in his own little bird cage
The human race sometimes helps or it tries to strip away all dignity and hope {another piece of flesh}
The fat bastard from Big Boys swizels his martini at me
They always leave the boats way short of the stairs
I continue to muscle this yellow fucker up the this sandy kayak worn stairway to the wheels
Darkness sets in and your covered in grime and bugs
This girl tells me I'm nothing but a thug, an animal, that I can't beat the system
But I already have.
Poetry from the book {The Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
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