Monday, March 25, 2013

Rubber Boots

I'm out there in my rubber boots
Waiting for its' scaffolding to fall on me
So sick of being told, "how cute"
Thus, syringe me please

I see an awesome wave
As 48 hours terrorizes
In the fog of one's haze
Being blindly memorized

Caustically true
Feeling a tad bit blue
I never had an iota of a clue
Your pearls of wisdom and its' slew

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