Weird Spoke

Weird Spoke

A Poem by Toom
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I like to write with my train of thought and not edit much after let me know what you think or just enjoy

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rarely 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 Toom


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Toom
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Added on September 16, 2016
Last Updated on September 16, 2016
Tags: weird, random, conspiracy, voodoo, rhyme, rhythm, reason

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