Weird SpokeA Poem by ToomI like to write with my train of thought and not edit much after let me know what you think or just enjoyrarely the weirdo spoke but the weird speak was weird spoke why smoke when youcanweird speak why be town when your brunt cant tweak write jibber and jabber but locate your fanta cry for change in yesterdays pants desire help while you punch that jehovah dude in the chops eat a kebab when your on your diet you are dead if you aint a weirdo and your a weirdo if you aint dead i mean nothing i mean nada ships float in like bin laden regatta who did 9/11 and who puts gross in your fried snack 7/11 is there a common enemy or a divided foe are we all just the futures hoe are you a left or a right what does that mean with such a spectrum of movement dumb idiots have control of our movement spectrum of beuracrecy on an autistic spectrum deliberate carnage while they strum strings with a plectrum dumb things we play at while the real issue is fucksum no hope if we continue to fret some its not dope when your life is a question round the wheel round the wheel tapping our tune on the glockenspiel counting our blessing from nothing an unseen virtue like busking in a desert nothing © 2016 ToomAuthor's Note
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