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The tresspasserI once trespassed on an elderly hermit's land, He was pretty pissed.The tresspasser
So I asked him, "How would you feel if you found yourself amiss, On a night as dark as this?"
He looked down, and then back at me, I could see my words swimming in his eyes, And so he said: "Yeah, nice try jackass." He proceeded to beat me with a stick.
by ~bungles
The Homeless of our HeartsI saw a homeless man, Living in that homeless land, That we call the streets.The Homeless of our Hearts
He asked for some change, For his poor self, And I gave him some, I felt better about myself.
And so I looked up to the stars, And thought, "Each one of us is like that man, No home but an empty backdrop, Open for all to see as they pass by."
Then I felt a rustling in my pocket, Only to turn, And catch that bum stealing my wallet.
by ~bungles
SurpendipitieI once saw a couple in serpendipity, I was very jealous, I wanted to outdo them.Surpendipitie
I started a major corporation, Which manufactured little rubber duckies, Which smilied and had bright eyes.
Alas, I didn't feel satisfied, As if my quest was aimed in the wrong, So I began to clash again with serpendipity.
I climbed a great mountain in Alaska, On top of which I threw a snowball, It grew and grew as it rolled on.
I knew I had finally matched it, Serpendipity was no longer alien to me, As my snow boulder crushed the Eskimo village below.
by ~bungles
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UnstableOne side teases, grins with mischief, Taunting me with evil eyes; Blue-black eyes that signify Insane, in pain, the rain, cocaine. The other shows the sky and smiles, An invitation to pleasantries, A pure smile from golden eyes, New joys, new toys, nice boys, soft noise.Unstable
And here I am, on the edge of each, Not stepping either side just yet. The cold wind blows from my left, The warm from my right. They meet to do battle on the line where I stand, Each one with something to prove.
I have tasted both the south breeze
And the north. I h
by ~Maikaduriel
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