Slum service (served on the sly) The signs say: He's sketchy (Singing all of his sighs It seems my pig comrade Has tripped Around town A chattering tone was stacking stones, Building a conversation The alley said,: Fine I'll take the time." Stone after stone He bellowed Cover was blown His mind dropped and Then he stutter stepped The alley got restless and walked (Needs a new place) And while the titans move he'll slither (Underneath the Slip-ups) Fresh prize at his side He was itching to Hide from the Same old Flies By emo_kid