A Poem
So there's beer to drink and
smokes to smoke and the cat walks across
my living room floor.
meow.
so um, yeah.
I got nothin.
smokes to smoke and the cat walks across
my living room floor.
meow.
so um, yeah.
I got nothin.
So, I suppose here you'll find the sporadic rantings and ravings of a 13 year old geek trapped in the body of a marginally pretty (growing more marginal as the years go by) 34 (Good God) year old woman... enjoy...
1 Comments:
Good poem. Not of this pompous lyrical shite, tell it like it is. A nice moment captured.
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