I'm you. Don't be depressed by my poems. I'm not.
I watch a blue jay watch the day.
I've prayed for those while they did pray.
I never really know what to say,
But I won't wanna stay as i grow gray.
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Do not read this poem, it will only waste your time.
It won’t affect your life and it won’t help mine.
And just like cocaine, it’s a waste of good lines.
The only person to read this had nothing good to say,
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They like to be civilized, these cavemen with braces,
(And I didnt forget cavewomen!)
But still the savages with places
To go
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Every time I accthidentally thpeak,
My audienthe jutht thtareth.
And It'th not becauth I reek,
It'th because no one really careth.
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When the American colonists are free,
To the utmost humanly degree,
And are pulled from Mum's sour teat,
We will rise to our own bare feet.
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