Discipline was sitting uncomfortable
Around the corner of the kitchen.
If an old table can talk
He might say that
His ankle need to fix up a little bit.
It sure is not a nice place for lawyers.
But, it sure was a nice place for him
Even the young people from the village avoid it.
And, he was just sitting there and
Thinking about how to feed his life.
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