REASON TO LIE FLAT

I have no reason to lie of why oh why would I slash your tires to expire your ride of new found pride.

Deep, deep, deep sleep, so deep that a creeper did creep with some intent to vent on your ill content.

God knows and God shows, it will not come to blows hopefully not this time.

For I am in a new state of mind.

Let it roll of my back with a whack whack paddy whack give this dog a bone I am never going to

       condone because I am the beacon of positivity.

To whomever did it, Karma is a Bitch.