Post by Oatmeal.Soup on Aug 17, 2006 0:56:41 GMT -5
Oh, if Poe was me
Imagine what I could be..
A man! nonetheless..
Hardly a thought that can impress.
Given thought,
and a shot,
It has its blessings.
No worries about dressing
Or laying on a foundation
of charm or obligation.
Ah, but I cross into the wrong..
Men have to play the same sad song.
Yet again, MFSF is right in front of me right as lines start popping in front of my eyes.
Such an unlucky, and misfortunate guppy..
When will you learn to not be so near,
when I'm working on my creative gears?
Imagine what I could be..
A man! nonetheless..
Hardly a thought that can impress.
Given thought,
and a shot,
It has its blessings.
No worries about dressing
Or laying on a foundation
of charm or obligation.
Ah, but I cross into the wrong..
Men have to play the same sad song.
Yet again, MFSF is right in front of me right as lines start popping in front of my eyes.
Such an unlucky, and misfortunate guppy..
When will you learn to not be so near,
when I'm working on my creative gears?
