Barrel Of Crabs

I was born there,

before I knew better.

Went to school there,

but learned to avoid that.

Fell in love there,

but love couldn t thrive there.

Picked it up

and I left it behind, said -



Man, alive!

get me out of this barrel of crabs.



Most our homes were

depressed by division.

What passed for  friendship

was really	protection .

Any work there

disolved into trouble.

Ate me up,

livin  life on the bubble, said -



Man, alive!

get me out of this barrel of crabs.



Everytime I d gain some ground,

another man s scheme would just pull me back down.

Everytime I spied the top.

the next poor sucker s there to give me the drop.


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