My Life As A Rhino
Eating grass
Nothing to do
It's a beautiful South African summer's day,
A single shot
I fall to the gound
My baby look at me
Bewilderd, Horror, Shock in her face
She turns around and run
God only knows
Where will she go
Run my baby girl, run.
i'm watching her
I'm dying,
Blood streaming from my face
Blood streaming from my face
I know the next day i'll be on the front page
Why can't they just leave us alone
They can't because it's
Money, Money, Money
they wanna live in a Rich Man's world
poem by Dirk Kruger
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