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Subject: Poems


Author:
Bushytail,WW
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Date Posted: 05:05:36 10/22/06 Sun

Time always seems to fly by
except when you waiting why,
then does it creep and crawl
usually you want it to stall
it always does the exact opposite
of whatever you want with it
never listening to your pleads and pleas
doing whatever it may please
itself but actually always goes the same speed
we never know then its deed
never horrible but just an elmement of things nothing more
or less you know or
do you we don't maybe
understand it fully
oh,well it may
actually not matter who can say?

Alone though surrounded completely
by stars neatly
alined in a vast confusing combonation
leaving the life of insubordination
suppose then I could
and ever be good
get in trouble too much
detention and such
leave behind home so
they don't have to deal with you as a friendly foe
trouble rides on your shoulder
naughtyness lurks behind a looming boulder
no longer stored away
too many things you can't explain nothing more to say
quit following telling me to turn back
they'll all have a heart attack
I'm the worst of them all
as well as way too tall
maybe someday I'll slip and fall
clumsy as well can't be anything
except imperfectly everything.

Turn,turn around
look at the ground
leaves cover it instead of the trees
that's what one sees
summer is gone until next year
schooltime is here
once more I fear
someone just shed a tear
gone the green grass and blue sky
grey replaces as it ties
the seasons togather
they always will keep changing forever.

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