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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 5:52 am
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 7:13 pm
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Ok here's one of my attempts, tell me what you think...
What Really Happens to Angels When They Die
Night lets down her narcotic hair, Laced with absinthe dreams, Her crown is made from the light of an opium moon.
Drink of the stars and dream, Smoke the moonbeams and attempt escape, Maybe then you’ll open your eyes, To this warped world you created
My beautiful angel sits on her bed, Talking to the walls, While she waits for her high to melt and bubble over.
Hungry needles lace her bed, Baby what did you destroy your soul for? That damned powder leaves black and blue footprints, Marring my angel’s arms milk white arms, And never looking back.
I pulled my dearest closer, While she slowly wasted away, Condemning herself to reside forever, On her bed of thorns and past regrets.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 5:26 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 5:29 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 5:34 pm
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These are some amusing ones that I've wrote:
This is one I wrote about an imaginary character with a lardge purple hat. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~` LP Hat Whoa, that’s amazing, But what the hell is it? The violet is dazing, Where did he get it? The brim is so wide, His eyes can’t be seen. The fabric looks soft, Is it velvet, or just velveteen? I want one like it, No, it’s a need, not a want I need one like it, To shamelessly flaunt. It’s size still astounds me, I didn’t know they came big as that. But all in all it’s a wonderful size, Fitting, for such a wonderful hat.
This is one I wrote about a kid who always sits with us at lunch, and is obsessed with pugs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~` Ode to Graham What the hell is with the Pugs? Every day it’s the Pugs. Are you the salesman of Pugs? Do you have a basement full of Pugs that you have to get rid of before the authorities find you? Or are you the Pug Ambassador, who comes barring the gift of Pug From the far away land of Pugstania In the province of Pugekstan Home to the capital city of Pugsburg In it’s east burrow of Pugslyn Where you can take the Pugway Out to the suburbs or Puggington Where all the business live, because they don’t want to live in the city by the Pugjects? Or where you can drive down the Interpug to the far away village of Pugville Residing beside the Pugazon River Out to the At-Pug-tic Ocean? Is that why you are so obsessed with Pugs? Why you must constantly speak of the greatness of Pugs? Is it? Just tell me. What the hell is with the Pugs?
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 9:03 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:43 pm
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