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Mess
Contributed by
Vycky
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Wednesday, 12th March 2003 @ 10:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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I stopped to ponder as I was cleaning my room
At the time I was using the broom
I leaned against it as I thought
And the question hit me
Why am I doing this? It's just going to get messy again
That's when I dropped the broom
And stepped out of my room
I grabbed my coat and walked out the door
I wasn't in the mood to be bothered with such a bore.
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Vycky
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2003-03-12 10:00:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Mess
(User Rating: 1 ) by gina on
Wednesday, 12th March 2003 @ 11:34:30 AM AEST (User
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hehe cleaning a room is really boring ...
i liked this poem , so different :)
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