Thursday, April 10, 2008

April 9

the past has proven
the fact or rulin'
after a day of laughs and goofin'
comes bad luck and losin'
It's on track to be true
The skies lacking in hue
I'm black and blue
from arguin with you
I love girls
with their tufts and curls
and cuts and pearls
but they're nuts like squirrels
if you are what you eat
Next thing the telephone rings
"Thanks for calling Little C's
How may I treat your every need?"
today surfaces new purpose
I wanna purchase new shirts
try to cure the sick and hurt
In a third world soul search
my lips kiss the delicious wind
I may never lick it again
following my vision wishing
it was simpler than this

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