Hardball

I troll, scroll, stroll

Friends all, and their wall

At work pay so small, I get gall

I Play ball, go mall, back home I fall

My Boss call, I bawl, tell him “screwball”

Grab a shawl, go pub crawl, get into a brawl

Thrashed by all, in road I sprawl, yelling “f’ck ya all”

  I groan and wrawl,& she helps me out, looking a baby doll

As I dream of “happily ever after”,   she dumps   me in the church all

        I ask her “why this kolaveri di?” , she shows the finger, aint she “hardball"...

Oops

I woke up little dizzy,
cuz yesterday night I got boozy…
started to walk around hazy,
and yo!!! Ma mama talked to sissy…

Looked up the mirror in the bathroom,
and saw my face was blown up like zoom…
Started performing lavation,
with a free soap solution…
Cold shower needles prickled all over
as I over came the hangover…

I wanted to know what happened,
as I couldn’t remember the party’s end…
So turned on the net to have a look,
if there are any updates in facebook…
But I gave a big yell and told the f word
as I forgot the f**kin password (oops…)