Cell Block 7A Poem by Gomer LePoetin da cageCell Block 7
yeah crank those super tweeters let me feel the burning in my ears I've been locked away in prison for almost twenty-three years
they searched here and everywhere trying to find my soul but it was locked in my memory that was the one thing they never stole
so now I'm free from the proding no more bend it over and spread they thought they were messing with me but they had no idea what was in my head
I was jammin with Joe Bonamassa and Eric C. sometimes came too the only bending was on the 16th fret triple harmonies screaming into the blue
wash those shirts dig that dirt rake the garden get all the weeds they didn't realize I was getting good stuff the kind with really big seeds
so when they threw me to the floor and yelled see how you like cell block 7 I just grinned from ear to ear they had no idea I was heading to heaven
yeah they tried to take my dignity they were just wasting their time I wasn't going anywhere inside my head I was busy looking for a line to rhyme
Gomer LePoet .... © 2011 Gomer LePoetAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on August 29, 2011 Last Updated on August 29, 2011 AuthorGomer LePoetTampa, FLAboutI am a former IT Manager/Consultant working for many Fortune 500 companies, mainly in the Banking, Telecommunications industry. I am also a part time musician, playing guitars and keyboards and writ.. more..Writing
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