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Fool
Contributed by
Funny_Pants
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Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 01:09:44 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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I find the world to be a bitter place
because of race and lack of taste
I'm loosing face, don't know my fate
I'm full of hate and out of grace
My lifes a race at a rodent's pace
I'd pay a dime for internal rhyme
I did my time and paid the fine
when I was nine the fool said I'm
a worthless, useless, crime of mine
when I was nine he tried that line
At this rate I'll have to state
walk through the gate and let your fate
intervene and spoil the scheme
and don't you rate the amount of hate
or judge a fool by what he ate
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Funny_Pants
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Re: Fool
(User Rating: 1 ) by Necromant on
Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 07:20:22 AM AEST (User
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Ah what a bitter poem! It's very well written! Understand perfectly what you mean! Awesome write! P.s I like your nick lol
Anne :D |
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Re: Fool
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 07:40:54 AM AEST (User
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"I'm full of hate and out of grace
My lifes a race at a rodent's pace"
Nice rhyme.
Much appreciated. |
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