Hard wit No Hoe - K.M.D.
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 )
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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
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
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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
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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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