TubeA Poem by ConstanceCan you tell I don't like something, and don't waste my time with it? To much to write and read and do...You gleamed as you told me bad news Ever as brilliant, no emotion in you Then on to pointless gossip spews About what Paris and Miley may do
You spoke of the war, finally, too You somehow made it seem glorious That men die for the wealth of a few Your cool collection yet victorious
Glowing still, you taught my child How to revamp her t-shirt into Something not as tame and mild "Cut right so cleavage shows through!"
I was always watching , wondering who Behind your glamour had been delegated To decide what you will show to The masses enrapt and captivated
Alas, in my house your face is black Your reign of terror now is through For cable costs one up the crack And newpapers still print the news
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Added on June 27, 2008Last Updated on July 6, 2008 AuthorConstanceA Small Town in, KSAboutI write about my past, my own real experiences. Even my poetry is inspired by my life. I was, I suppose, born writing, making up stories and rhymes from about when I started to speak, but had to wait .. more..Writing
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