Broken Beats

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

Submitted: March 16, 2013

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The massive tune fills the room,
Under the skyscraping dark blue moon.
The crowds cheer with hands filled with beers,
Whilst the bass has a strong after-taste.

The song goes on,
Until the schools light are turned on.
It can not stop we won't allow it,
We can not survive without it.

The bass and the beats,
Scorching at us with massive treats.
The bang and the bong,
Suddenly all go wrong.

The crowds disappear,
And the band said "oh dear".
The tune is dead and alive no more,
It's only usefullness is to the poor.

The beats where good but now are broken,
This will remain the unspoken.
The song was good so was the beats,
Until they started to play the broken beats.


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