"Destin777

19 hours ago

A song of the life of the red plastic cups you always see people drinking outÔªø of at parties.

i was born in a factory

i looked around and saw a million others like me

and i knew that this was gonna be my life

not a single quality about me that i like

and i knew that i would get away

i knew that i be myself someday

i was packed up and shipped

with 20 of my brothers pushed up against my ribs

from the cold steel rooms i called home

to a dark and musty truck crowded but alone

i ended up on some brightly lighted shelf

and i knew that someday i would be myself

some kids came in one day and bought me

i was scanned and paid for was 2 dollars thirty

before i knew it i was filled up with beer

and then i was discarded and filled up with fear

people dancing everywhere i was almost crushed

someone kicked me out the door and i felt blessed with good luck

cause then i was struck with lightening

and i grew legs for walking

and hands for manipulating

and i grew lips for talking

and i went inside and told those kids

that life was a precious, precious thing

and after they all stopped screaming

then we all started dancing!"