Ah, ZIM ZIM zim. Ye have come so far, and yet, not far at all.
When once ye were a girl of blonde, now ye have locks of rusty mud brown. When once, ye were a girl who cried about some mopey joe, now, ye are a girl who clowns about town. When once, ye lived on the street of Dolores, now you will have an uptown flat. When once, ye wore a a shirt of skulls and a jacket of aquamarine, now ye shop at G-force, or G-tube, or some shit like that.
And my rhyming dictionary just feel out the window. Ah well.
I know, you are saying - you needed a rhyming dictionary for that crappy non-poem? Well, yes I do. Come on, admit it. "That" and "flat"? Pretty ingenious, if I do say so myself.
Oh Fuck thoughtful honesty. Next year. 2007 will be the year of thoughtful honesty. I still enjoy being impishly wry. Or obnoxiously sarcastic. Whichever way you look at it.
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did you like it? i find it heartwarming.
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When once ye were a girl of blonde, now ye have locks of rusty mud brown.
When once, ye were a girl who cried about some mopey joe, now, ye are a girl who clowns about town.
When once, ye lived on the street of Dolores, now you will have an uptown flat.
When once, ye wore a a shirt of skulls and a jacket of aquamarine, now ye shop at G-force, or G-tube, or some shit like that.
And my rhyming dictionary just feel out the window. Ah well.
I know, you are saying - you needed a rhyming dictionary for that crappy non-poem? Well, yes I do. Come on, admit it. "That" and "flat"? Pretty ingenious, if I do say so myself.
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and i dyed my hair black, chump, not rusty mud brown. sheesh. yeah, fine, its brown now, but a very lovely brown, thanks.
thanks for the poem, oh thoughtful, honest one. see you in the woods, bim.
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