Recent events have reminded me of a poem/song I wrote way back in high school that I want to share with everyone (unfortunately there are not too many other poems, etc from my high school days that are fit to share, to many expletive deletives would be needed). Enjoy!
PYRO
I feeel
Like a
Pyro.
A pyro.
I feel
The need
To light
A fire.
A fire.
Strike a match.
Watch the flames.
Owe,
I burnt
My hand.
Strike
A match
Again.
Again.
Use
Some gas.
Ignite
Your house.
Watch
The flames.
Listen.
Hear
The sirens.
The water.
Nooooooo.
The fire is
Dead.
Gone.
Dead.
Definately not one of my best but quite entertaining; good for a few laughs at least.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
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2 comments:
That definately is quite artsy...
Yeah, what Stinky T said
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