Oh DJ, you use to be so cool
But the last few weeks, you have been acting like a fool
We don't understand, what went wrong
Were you offended, by Ray's rainbow thong
Don't you worry, she just likes the color
It was a special gift, made by her mother
Good old Kath, thinks Ray might be gay
Ray made a joke about it once, and now doesn't know what to say
Back to DJ, he's the reason for the poem
He likes to get drunk, and talk on the phone
They sit at Martini's, playin X-Box
When he needs a ride to Ray's, he politely asks Ox
You know she's sober, for this she is smart
She's just a freshman in collage, with a bad ass go cart
PT Cruiser, stands for a pimpin good time
OK maybe it doesn't, but it works with this rhyme
You and Ray, would stay up all night
you might be tired, by the time it's daylight
Like two night owls, with nothin to do
You could always put a fresh coat, of paint on our gold shoe
Oh DJ, you have two DUI"S
But with how much you drink, it comes as no surprise
I wish you well, I wish you the best
But when it came to Ray's heart, you failed the test
Shady people, there is just no time
But if you want to kiss some ass, just bring over a box of wine
I'm not sayin, things will get better
But if the wine doesn't work, try knitting a sweater
If I were you, I would just lay low for a while
If you try to talk to Ray, it may feel like your on trial
You hang out with the people, you say you don't like
Like Heath and Chels, maybe a guy named Mike
Either way, this shit's gettin old
As they say in Poker, Ray's gonna fold
You had some great times, and she started to like you
but you went f*ing crazy ,and now she is through.
Friday, April 13, 2007
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