i live under a bridge with bugs and snakes
the big trucks and cars splashed my card board box away
even the ants and worms have a nice warm place
unlike me i have to sleep on the cold wet dirt
if you ask me i say let me sleep in the coffin in the grave with the dead people
at least i'll be warm and have a nice comfy place
i already cover myself up with dirt anyway to keep me warm at night
i lay on top of the newspaper
i use that as my bed spread
i have no where else to go
or perhaps i go to jail
hey at least i will have a bed to sleep on and three meals everyday
oh well i guess thats the end of it i don't have anything else to say
p.s this was just a joke
so i hope i didn't affend anyone
i was just bored