haHa, here we go again. by Kalikala SmithhaHa, here we go again.
hands do your thing
and type something amazing.
go ahead. make me proud.
do your best to impress this crowd.
its like a holiday, when the keys
come your way.
its like a freight train,
moving so fast, grueling pace,
this just won't last.
finally, running out of words till it
stops.
and i'm left with two tired hands,
and a poem for the trash. 05/29/2004 Author's Note: havin some fun:)
Posted on 05/29/2004 Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith
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