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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

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at work in the winter

...
i love you
i need you
oh won't you be mine

i want you
i miss you
no i'm not fine

the world keeps on spinning
and I'm dying so fast
come to the future
don't stay in the past

if you'll be my mouthwash
i'll rinse and spit
then we can be quiet
just be here and sit

i love you
i need you
where did you go?

i need you
i miss you
i hope that you know

the sun keeps on shining
and pissing on me
the gold of his rays
just won't let me be

if you were my lotion
i'd rub you just wrong
then worship adore you
as i sing you my song

i love you
i want you
no nothing is right

i need you
i miss you
be with me tonight

or the stars will stop shining
they fall to the sea
darkness around
but there'll be no more me

if you were my heaven
i'd stay here til dawn
but circumstance dictates
that i must be gone

so...
i love you
i want you
won't you be mine

i need you
i miss you
but some other time

i love you
i want you
and i guess that's ok

i need you
i miss you
til some other day
White_Feather - on June 8 2007

Pissing rays of sunshine . . . oh God!  I'm both repulsed and laughing.  This poem seems a different style from your others . . . sort of like top 40 lyrics, minus the spitting mouthwash.


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