Here is mine;))
The hooligan was too intimidating to approach
Land, property 'all' the hooligan would encroach
The hours ran fast and his tequila shots burned
legs tangled the vandal had his eyes on TV glued
he watched with a crooked smile the scandal
he raised in the suburbs of great Michigan
Like the sea never still, pounding the shores
The hooligan's voice soar as he loudly swore
'I will not feel forgiveness, mercy or shame
I'm not scared of your manmade hell game'
He didn't know what was worse
drowning beneath the waves of guilt
or dying from lack of unquenchable thirst.