My mom had a porcelain pig,
I knocked it on the floor,
When it flew into a million pieces,
Mom through me out the door,
I then wandered without a home,
My finances were broke,
I tried to live at the Astrodome,
The police sent me to the poke,
I finally found a place to stay,
I was meant all along for jail,
Everyone finds their place someday,
If they cannot raise the bail.
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