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Intro -----
[I wish I could go along with you, but I do have a problem. I`ve got my (Soul!), but I can`t find my (Damn Hoe!)]
Verse 1 -------
Poor X, not only do I headsweat from headsets Full-time Era come at X from knockin` Z`s correct Next step`s to count sheep But too many sheep ain`t jumpin` hurdles, they sleep Yeah, they sleep, I think I`ll check a shorter story Title: Bo`s Hoe, sound`s boring, perfect for these sleepless nights, though I feel quite over-aged Yeah, I know...turn the page
Verse 2 -------
[Ha-ha huh...let`s begin!]
Book-marks the first page And reads once upon an age in a far far land lived three farmers, Tom, Sam and Bo of course From behind Tom`s black fence Tom peeps across just to witness Sam`s crop business boomin` like the big guy`s, but get this Sam sold to uncles and cousins, poor Tom crams He sold his to get a fence like Sam (yeah) Page 2: Sam view`s the sight - What goes at Bo`s over his picket white Slowly he peeks only to see Bo plantin` sweet potatoes with his brand new hoe Bo sees Sam but`s not frettin`, more sweatin` Thinkin` about steppin` to the crib, forgettin` `bout his brand new hoe, Old Mickey D would say Sam`s tricky The plot thickens, onto page 3...
Verse 3 -------
Top of the mornin`, sun`s up, skies are blue Once nothin...then cock-a-doodle-doo All three knew this tool more than well Sure beats alarm bells, they induce head swells Well, clock says Sam`s off to tend to his crop Time says Farmer Tom`s off to mop Bo`s up and at `em, then twitches one eye for something here is not quite cipher "E-I-E-I-O!" screamed Bo "Left on my lawn, now it`s gone, where`s my hoe? O woe is me, how will I ever plant seeds Lay the fertilizer, dig up the weeds? Plus make true my foremost desire To get a picket fence and trash the chicken wire?" By, uh, 100% life gets hard When one hoe goes from one`s garden
Verse 4 -------
Page 4: Little Bo weeped Cleared tears from eyes then Little Bo peeped through a hole in Sam`s six foot fence where Sam was seen plantin` tall and short pea plants Hence the moral of the fable: Always keep a boring book on your night table A Tom is not able But when you grow up to be a farmer keep an eye on your yard Cuz with no hoe it`s hard
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