Odd

by jason   Oct 24, 2007


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walking over the doormat
kittens still sleeping
drips from the kitchen
crows calling for a feast
the death of a beast
exposed natural gases
space dust lost in mases
trees fall in abundance
tribes arrange a war dance
hungry children forget to play
mum and dad gone with aids
the life of a dog
arrows made with frogs
paycheck never amounts
counting pennies like a count
the clouds black and close
burning fresh like toast
hand in hand
just follow your command
crazy people who know best
they seem corrected what the heck
deep puddles surround your path
distant laughter from a witches bath
crazy thoughts to keep him amused
lonely guys to be abused
counting sheep to pass the time
strange words and verses that bite the rhyme.

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