Jailhouse Rot
Spunkie
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I don't have a brother anymore
He lived most his days behind bars
Wrote a cheque to him every year
To buy his Christmas chocolate bars
Never could make it when he got out
Always ended up right back in
Pretty hard to start from scratch
Kicked to the curb with no scratch
Yeah he felt free living in the park
Maybe missed his three hots and cot
Found him in an old porty pot
Three days later puffed with rot
He lived most his days behind bars
Wrote a cheque to him every year
To buy his Christmas chocolate bars
Never could make it when he got out
Always ended up right back in
Pretty hard to start from scratch
Kicked to the curb with no scratch
Yeah he felt free living in the park
Maybe missed his three hots and cot
Found him in an old porty pot
Three days later puffed with rot
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You write some interestingly lovely poetry, by the way. Honesty always comes through.