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you asked for the remote
by Kalikala Smithi took it for granted
the sweet summer rain
it took me and chanted
you asked for the remote
and i gave you my shoe
who's to blame?
when hearts are at stake
and you're alone in the crowd
will there be anyone to help you up
when you've fallen down?
you asked for the remote
and i gave you the blues
"help me get my feet back on the ground"
does anything make any sense anymore?
too much caffiene in the system
can cause gauze to fall
and wounds thick refoil they're plans
for ultimate destruction of the skin.
you asked for the remote
and it's my channel on all the stations
loud and clear.
can you hear?
i'm going to bed,
and you can have the remote. 05/25/2003 Author's Note: this is/was/will be some sort of strange rambling type thing. i think i just took the title and ran with it. one shouldn't try and write while caffienated... at least this one shouldn't
Posted on 05/26/2003
Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alex Smyth on 05/29/03 at 04:19 AM Outstanding with the twist there in the last five lines! |
| Posted by Jacki M Butler on 06/04/03 at 04:01 AM Crys, this just sounds like something you would right...I can actually picture you saying this....and that's just sad....because you are a crazy girl....lol....but you know we all still love you....now gimme the remote :-D |
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