thoses carpet bur´s

if you lay down with the dog´s 

you wake up with the flee´s,

you must be in pain 

with those carpet burn´s on your knee´s,

no where to run and no where to hide 

i guess you enjoyed you´r fun ,

your bag´s are packed out side the front door

you are leaving my cheating   hun,

writen by 

paul o carroll 

(ps) your friends are not your friends  if they cant keep there mouth´s shut