Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Lol.

Flowers bloom inside of a room,
A mother sweeps with a broom.
Suns rise and set each day,
As troubled souls longed to play.
I lick a heart inside and out,
pretending that I needn't shout
A lullaby for many more
nights spent inside a closing door.

Picky people, pick their mates
by spending moneys on expensive dates
I for one, don't hesitate
to spend no money on an empty plate.
Choosy choosers make up dreams
to tell when their clothes rips at the seams
I for one, don't wear no clothes
That way, I can save money on laundry detergent.

Lying liars spill liters of lye
As fattened calves are fed to then die
To be fed to the fattest man in the world
Who goes by the name of Orlando Bloom.
Shut up, stupid, you speak in verbs.
I don't get how you can tell the words
apart from eachother, it makes no sense
how you can be rich without having any cents.

1 comment:

Ali said...

Did you really write this? It's actually really good. I like it.