Amarket

by Impulsive Victoria   Mar 5, 2006


We work in a small all natural organic store
We talk to each other no one more
When customers come in and treat us like shit
At the end of the night it’s just another hit
We smile and fight
Laugh with delight
The parties we have are crazy
And yes some of us are lazy
As we worked at first as strangers
Now we walk out every night as rangers

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  • 18 years ago

    by aga

    Awsome job
    keep it up

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