Panem et circenses

Step right up folks, Anarchy for sale.

GOING OUT TO IDIOT AMERICA
I walk a lonely road,
The only one I've ever known,

A Pelican Wish
The ruminations are mine,
let
the world
be yours.

Escape from reality. On my way. By now you should have somehow realised what I'm going to do.

I've been having a bad bad day. Come on won't you put that pad away? I'm asking you please no. It isn't right it isn't fair, there was no parking anywhere. I think that hydrant wasn't there, why can't you let it go? I think I've paid more than my share, I'm just a poor girl don't you care? Hey I'm not wearing underwear.

Do you have the time to listen to me whine about nothing and everything all at once? I am one of those melodramatic fools, neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it.

Everybody goes surfing. Surfing USA.

Uber Alles California.

If you having girl problems I feel bad fo' you son.

Don't know where it goes,
But it's only me and I walk alone.

yall wanna know why i dont stop? yall wanna know why i dont flop?

Originally posted by XanthosNZ
Step right up folks, Anarchy for sale.

[b]GOING OUT TO IDIOT AMERICA
I walk a lonely road,
The only one I've ever known,

A Pelican Wish
The ruminations are mine,
let
the world
be yours.

Escape from reality. On my way. By now you should have somehow realised what I'm going to do.

I've been having a bad bad day. Com ...[text shortened]... ne.[/b][/i]

yall wanna know why i dont stop? yall wanna know why i dont flop?[/b]

Out the window the cold wind blows,
The leaves bend and waver,
Into my mind the cold wind blows,
My memories writhe and shiver.

Originally posted by XanthosNZ
Out the window the cold wind blows,
The leaves bend and waver,
Into my mind the cold wind blows,
My memories writhe and shiver.

Originally posted by sonhouse
Memories writhe and quaver rhymes better.

Originally posted by XanthosNZ
I'm the plagiarist,
Not you,
You lout.

Originally posted by XanthosNZ
Out the window the cold wind blows,
The leaves bend and waver,
Into my mind the cold wind blows,
My memories writhe and shiver.

Originally posted by cashthetrash
Out the door the air is thick
man it feels like a hundred and six
global warming brings radiant waves
soon will bring us to our graves.
In my mind the cold wind blows,
is it too late God only knows.
😛

Originally posted by XanthosNZ
Punctuation lacking,
Rhyming too extensive,
It even slightly scans,
All in all a giant failure as a poem and as a human being.
You are that is.

Originally posted by XanthosNZ
Punctuation lacking,
Rhyming too extensive,
It even slightly scans,
All in all a giant failure as a poem and as a human being.
You are that is.