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Sixth finger
Contributed by
lastsmile
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Tuesday, 8th June 2010 @ 10:08:15 AM in AEST
Topic:
HumorPoetry
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n my childhood my pa gave me a color pencil set,
He said,"Hey paint your dreams",
It became my sixth finger,
And soon I got bored and wanted to be a singer,
My friend presented me a mike, and then soon,
It became my sixth finger,
When I knew I cannot be a star and could not impress my girl,
Someone regretted for me and handed a cigarette,
puffs swam away from me,like my girl,
It became my sixth finger,
When I told my friend about my finger story,
He said I was insane,
Then I took a knife, my last sixth finger,
I cut my wrist,
Despite the bleeding I felt heavy,With a girl in me,
I am falling down,
Will that angel girl come to this little town,
and give me a sixth finger to stand on my own.
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lastsmile
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2010-06-08 10:08:15] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Sixth finger
(User Rating: 1 ) by iodinelove on
Thursday, 10th June 2010 @ 09:55:22 PM AEST (User
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i'm not sure how it's funny, but...
good job anyway ^_^
always, abraham |
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Re: Sixth finger
(User Rating: 1 ) by thebadguy9999 on
Saturday, 12th June 2010 @ 04:31:09 AM AEST (User
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that was well written but more dark than funny |
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