Blame Irma

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life

had a grandmother
her name was Irma
Irma done the unthinkable
thinking she could sale her soul
by echanging a few bristles
Irma lived a hot life
it was her heart that was not
quite right, now she's cold
Irma had diamoms and furs
and she smoked Pall Mall gold
Irma had no fear, Irma was bold
Irma went to all the balls
Irma shopped at all the malls
Irma had full lenth mirror
on all the walls in every hall
Irma was short in stature but
Irma was walking tall
always sit with her legs crossed
grandpa was a bad man but
Irma was the boss
Irma had a small mole below
her nose up over her mouth
Irma had thick plastic covering
over every chair and couch
in the house, Irma lived in a
white and yellow trimmed house
it's brown now, as i said Irma
she's gone now, after what went down
I had to clown, so many want me down
I'm up and still walking ground
reversing the curse that took
my purse, leaving me with
hunger and thirst at an intersection
holding up a sign, truth or burst
throwing stone breaking windows
out the church, move out of my way
or get hurt, died so many times
from my enemies trying to kill me
walked backwards on my hands
@ 11:11 through a darkened portal
Imortally selfhealing, been trying
to tell these M.F's but they don't hear me