Friday, August 9, 2013


You couldn't've meant
what you meant when you said
you'd say it again
when again and again you wanted to mend
ammends that you'd broken in end
at the end of the game
in game with a name
you were aiming to gain
somethin' a bit insane 
Like A bit O' Gold.
Like a jacket or coal.
Or just a satchel of mold.

Yes, ma'am. I make no sense.
But what else good is school for?

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