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Wednesday, January 25, 2012

More

Normal people have more
Of everything
Than I do
They have more mind
They get more fucks
They have more rocks
Efficient master clocks
I think I’ve had more shocks
Taken more knocks
One door opens
Another locks
You can moan and whine
or wine and dine
But all the same
You fall behind
You draw an arrow
in a bow
and aim and fire
at the enemy below
But they come
And they come
And they come
The blows of time, the tears of sorrow
So woe, I just don’t know
what to do sometimes
I’m just aware
It cost a dime
To read my chart
That spoke, only of, a broken heart.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Haha

How did it go
these middle of the night poems
all about angst and lust
I like the things you do
I like it when you belt my bum all blue
Octs I can't remember
it all used to rhyme
It all made sense
And was all about you
And being cool
All about needing
Your wonderful tool
Don't go to far
But we might be in love
Unless you mess with my heart
Get it together let's make a start
I think we click
I just love sucking
Your beautiful dick
I love Mcdonalds
Cars and sweats
Don't want anything else
Cause you're the best in bed