Orchard Beach Rhthym Cry

I remember my mom pushing the shishkobo kart from the parking lot to the cement boardwalk. Beef Shishkabobs sodas and pinwheels is what my mom and dad would sell on the beach, leaving the beach as my playground, I thought I was a monkey for a longtime because, i found the art in climbing so easy. I believed that my mom and dad, didn't want to tell me that I was adopted cause it would of hurt my feelings. I think I climbed every tree on the coast of the beach, I drank all the soda I wanted and ate all the shishkabob I could fit in my 50 pound body.

Every time we would go visit someone that was supposedly family the first comment out their mouth was "Oh he so skinny, does he eat anything"? I thought to myself, "Fat ass bitch, you should lose some weight before you break your ankles--------down to cont.
Valleys Of Neptune I had a complex being skinny, that I would try to dream a solution to my boney body. I laugh about it now, but back then, I could see the sorry people had in there face when they would look at my arms.
I'm getting tired right about now, but I want to start telling about the babysitter that would let me hump her all I wanted, I was 6.