I Cant Get Out Of The Bath Tub Poem by Louis Borgo

I Cant Get Out Of The Bath Tub



This goes past Stephen Kings
An even the Dead Sea,
I Can’t Get Out Of the Bath Tub
Believe me you going to know the difference,
From a business and corporation,
When you can’t sleep,
And you need stamina to put sleep,
I can’t get out of the bath tub,
I’m seeing black dots with difference sizes,
You can tell when you in some good mediation
I can’t get out of the bath tub,
My back have gone out and I feel an even cress in the middle of my chest,
I can’t get out of the bath tub,
All I’m just asking give credit when credit is due,
I’m let the water out tub my body is not response to recharge of
Fluid to the solar plexus,
I’m no doctor but I guess I’ll be okay with sleep
I can’t get out of the bath tub.

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