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Author: blu-meanie-and-glove
Fiction Rated: K - English - Drama - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-02-03 - Updated: 11-02-03 - id:1436930
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Many Dreemz Passing By.
All end up the same way.
I'll hold the cup with your blood...
Within I scream,
At this gruesome scene,
I must give in,
From within,
Comes the strength,
I never wanted In the first place,
I loved you,
And this new twist
In 'fate' you call,
Had made me wish,
That you were still in my arms...

Spilt Blood, white carpet.
The old will fall, the young stand tall,
whatever you do,
Spill the blood,
of the ones that will,
Keep you in a cadge of rage,
What's your problem?
Do you need a jump-start?
Generation 'X' is over,
Get over it, and over here,
so I can give you a taste of MY generation...
My colors show better,
When I just let the words flow,
From my fingertips,
To my computer,
Get out of the way,
I need room to spread...
Get A Clue
Get a clue....
Did you ever see someone like me?
Get a clue...
I'm not like you,
And I refuse to chew,
on the junk you've been trying to feed me...
I won't take this lying down,
You know that I'll make a sound,
So why even try to put me in a cage,
You know I'm full of rage...
Get a clue, Puck's Memory will live on for ever....

A Redundant Statement

Hey! I'm a cow licker,
That likes cows...
No, delete that,
I LOVE cows,
But I can't stand the smell,
Or the Moo that they make,
And I can't stand to touch them or feed them,
*Shudders* I HATE cows...
Angry White Boy Polka
Angry White boy,
Do that polka,
you go guy.
Got a knife,
Goin after someone...
Go away....
He comes to be,
And I kick him in the shin...
And then hit em' with a stick
You go girl!
I go home and there he is,
Just sitting there...
I think he was waiting for me,
Oh well.... I can dance the polka!



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