MY PORTFOLIO MAMA, AND THE TWINS

I promised my mama, I'd be curbing most of my sin,

Didn't expect, my stock prices to be sinking down, again,

Mama said, "bad luck", dating, Candy,

Much worse, "nasty", twin sister, Brandy,

I still took both out to good eats, and bought each a nice din.

I LOST MY PHONE AND BLEW A GASKET, AND ENDED UP INSIDE A CASKET

When I lost my cell phone, I knew I was screw-doomed,

My brain arteries burst, and my heart boom, boom, boomed,

I knew I was bone, cold dead,

When I saw late uncle Fred,

And, late Aunt Nyla showed me, where I was entombed.