THEY NEVER GOT OLD ENOUGH TO LEAVE THEIR MARK Poem
by Unknown
Feb 2011 509 Views 0 comments
THEY NEVER GOT OLD ENOUGH TO LEAVE THEIR MARK
Author: Unknown
TWENTY FRIENDS, TWENTY HEADSTONES, NOW ETCHED BY THE WIND AND COLD TWENTY FRIENDS WHO FELL TO A LIE THEY ALL AND EACH WERE TOLD ALL ASSIGNED THE ASSURANCE AND WERE ASSUAGED THAT POWDER WOULD NEVER OVERPOWER TWENTY FRIENDS WHO SO LONG AGO MET A MOST UN-FORTUITOUS HOUR TWENTY FOUND IN EARTHEN BROWN'S ABODE IS NOW THEIR BED TWENTY HEADSTONES RECOLLECTED WELL WITHIN MY HEAD TWENTY HEADSTONES ERECTED WITHIN A MOST MAUDLIN YARD TWENTY FRIENDS FOR WHOM DEATH HAD TREATED WITH A DISCONCERTING DISREGARD AND THROUGH THAT YARD A BREEZE OF "NEVER-WOULD-BE's" COMETH THEN TO BLOW WHEN DOPE BEGOT MISERY FOR TWENTY TWENTY FOR TWENTY TWENTY YEARS AGO (C) 2011....
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
~free cee~! and how much would you wager that if we met and spent one half hour together you'd swear you just came upon the most intelligent gentleman you have or ever will be likely to see again,then i arise and walk away with you swearing you met a genius in the flesh....i come back and give me another half-hour and you'll walk away thinking you just encountered the dumbest man on earth? AND I NEED ANY MORE SHRIMP ON YOUR MISUNDERSTANDING BARBIE!