Panting, squeezing
sweating, screaming
God is there a reason
for these anti-digestive demons?
I got this disease
it starts with a 'D'
and I can't get relief
I just grit my teeth
I'm one butthurt sucka
eat one prune then another
when I come through take cover
it's a bottomless bummer
I'm whining and moanin'
is this my unholy atonement?
my backside is smokin'
my emotion is hopeless
doctor please
help this disease
if it fails to cease
my soul to keep
the paper reads
on June nineteeth
Sid Bostwick sleeps
may I rest in peace
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In an attempt to add flavor to his hyphy existence, Sid writes his blog in the form of a 24 bar rap verse. 1 bar for each hour of the day! the blog is updated daily!
2 comments:
I think this one acurately describes how torcherous the big "D" is. Im sorry you were so miserable, however i doubt anyone has died from this particular affliction. lol.
My brother died from this same thing, scary stuff
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