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The Crowd

Contributed by faiton on Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 06:12:35 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



I’m a lucky man, I won’t deny it.
I have a piece of pine
Which floats six inches over my right shoulder.
Nobody can see it but me.

On that piece of pine, I won’t deny it,
Live a society of people,
No bigger than a walnut (or a large cashew).
Nobody can see them but me.

They like my work, I won’t deny it.
Cheering my every move.
A good shot in pool or a crafted chat up line.
Nobody can hear them but me.

They’re like a family, I won’t deny it.
They are born
And they die, which is sad.
Nobody knows that but me.

They annoy me at times, I won’t deny it.
Snoring at night,
And lighting bonfires while I eat.
Nobody feels that but me.

I was leaving a pub, I won’t deny it.
We’d all had a drink,
And the crowd were most boisterous.
Nobody cared but me.

I stepped over a tramp, I won’t deny it.
The tramp shouted out,
“Nice crowd”. Then I thought,
“Nobody can see them but me”.

I stopped for a while, I won’t deny it,
And talked to the tramp.
He told me he’d had a crowd once,
Nobody could see them but him.

So I asked him, I won’t deny it,
“Where’s your crowd now?”
“I sold them for drink and a marlboro light,
Nobody loses them like me.”

I thought for a bit, I won’t deny it.
And I chatted with the crowd.
“I’ll share my crowd with you” I said.
“Nobody needs one like you.”

It hurt a touch, I won’t deny it,
To lose half of my crowd.
But the board was brimming and probably dangerous,
Nobody wants to see that, not me.

But I told the tramp, I won’t deny it,
To share his crowd, like I had
With other vagrants and down-and-outs
Nobody needs to be alone like him.

He thought for a while, I won’t deny it.
He liked our special bond.
But he agreed in the end to share our crowds,
Nobody was happier than me.

So if you see, and please don’t deny it,
A tramp shouting away to himself,
He is not, it’s his crowd that has fired his rage.
But nobody can see them but him.

And me.




Copyright © faiton ... [ 2006-04-19 18:12:35]
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Re: The Crowd (User Rating: 1 )
by drtylilsecret on Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 06:39:37 PM AEST
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lol oh that's hilarious.....how do people come up w/ this stuff..haha, thanks, i needed that laugh, fantastic write.

~natalya


Re: The Crowd (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Saturday, 22nd April 2006 @ 05:57:32 AM AEST
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Brilliant, fertile nonsense.

And me, with only a chip on my shoulder,
feeling smaller now, my rage somewhat colder
Oft times I found that chip inhibiting,
But thanks to you they're now inhabiting.


Spike




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