"Just Another Friday To Waste"

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

taken from my book, "Madness Is In Thee Air"

"Just Another Friday To Waste"

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Try to poke my thoughts out

With the sharp end of a spoon

Try to catch a drop of water

By forking a cup of water

I know there is no knowledge

In beeting myself with my pillow

So I'll use yours

Do you think I'm able?

My penis still goes "doyng"

At the sight of your tits

As you breast feed your kids

I know you're knocking at my door

But I don't have the time

To answer your knock-knock-jokes

You don't seem to care

__that I have a weener

I'll never understand women

They never want what they need

Oh, if only I could get away

__with killing them all

But of course that's just something

__I want

____but not what I need

This isn't fair

Or it just feels like it ain't

Even though it clearly is

In a way that I just can't see

Well, I wo't see

I won't even look

I'll turn my head

Hell

__God says to even turn my cheek

____to the side of which

______my other one was smacked

She also said "man should not be alone"

In that case I must still be a boy

Oh, joy

As long as I'm single

I'll never have to grow up

But that's not what would happen

If I had a kid

No

If I had a kid

I still wouldn't keep the baby-mama

I'd be a father of a bastered

'Cause I'm too imature to marry

All this is supposed to make sense

I guess

-

03-13-'09 #2

D. L. Cannon


Submitted: March 14, 2009

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