Best Friend Part IIIA Poem by KalsSo we're out of jail, And on the street, What should we do? I know! Let's get a shopping cart, Go to Safeway and run each other into the bushes, You see that orange soda? You thinkin what I'm thinkin? Oh yeah, Soda wars! You, me and all those possibilities, You knock down a book shelf in the library, And we run away, Good times, good times, Or you pull a prank on that cute librarian, And I unclip her bra, Good times, good times, No matter where we are, We are always together, So come on, I think I smell smoke, Let's add the gasoline. © 2008 Kals |
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Added on November 17, 2008 Last Updated on November 17, 2008 AuthorKalsOlympia, WAAboutThroughout my teenage life I've had my heart ripped to shreds, my loved ones broken away from me and my soul damaged. It sometimes takes a cold person to push all of that into the back of her head to.. more..Writing
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