Pandora's Box Was Open
Pandora's box was open,
I think she been smoking,
some thing funny is in the air,
just down the hall from me,
I don't care what she up to,
even though she has be up to no good,
droopy draws left fifteen minuets ago,
and she knows the parents are out,
at least I did not hear hear her beg to god,
one more time before he leaves,
out the door,
then down the street.
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