The Bastard’s

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    The Bastard’s
    The Bastard’s
    holding on to a table leg
    holding on to my life
    I don’t know what’s going on here
    the man has a knife
    four years old
    a rebel with a cause
    holding on to a table leg
    ain’t letting go
    my Mom says it will be alright
    what does she know
    the nurse is dragging me to Dr. Death
    taking something for nothing
    with his knife
    giving me just another heart attack
    in my young innocent life
    I’ll never forgive 
    none of the bastard’s
    I was circumcised too late
    in life
    holding on to a table leg
    holding on to my life
    I don’t know what’s going on here
    the man has a knife
    four years old
    a rebel with a cause
    holding on to a table leg
    ain’t letting go
    my Mom says it will be alright
    what does she know
    the nurse is dragging me to Dr. Death
    taking something for nothing
    with his knife
    giving me just another heart attack
    in my young innocent life
    I’ll never forgive 
    none of the bastard’s
    I was circumcised too late
    in life

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    Tempestlady commented on The Bastard’s

    03-11-2011

    Just couldn't do it to my son, I figured it was his and it was his choice. He contemplates doing it sometimes but always seems to change his mind. I have told him i will pay to have it done if he ever feels it is necessary. Guess it hasn't been so far. Can't say i blame him. Write on.....Tlady
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    Teardrops commented on The Bastard’s

    03-03-2011

    Ok dont know about a guy being a cowgril but i sure know i have steers who were bulls who still hate me and the foreman . Loved this marie
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    Whiskers commented on The Bastard’s

    03-02-2011

    Hey Train, I'm confused, is this in here twice or is it me? Reading it again I can't help crossing my legs, ouch. W.
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    train64

    03/03/2011

    I posted it then deleted it and redid it..slightly

    meatloaf commented on The Bastard’s

    03-01-2011

    I always wished they wouldn't have cut ANY of it of off until they knew how big it would be....or in my case, wouldn't be. Bastards!
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