Saturday, July 25, 2009

My First 'so-called' poem

A good old heart just got stolen,
As quickly as a airborne pollen,
There goes another i-Pod,
Who will I complain to, oh my God,
Did you say you lost a kidney?
Its not as important as Ms. Whitney,
It all started from a sad old , old gift clock,
You can make jokes, oh ! that’s just a block,
Of course, we will never have to go blue,
Until it happens to me and you !

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