I chased you with a lawnmower The mower of my past My past is full of diesel fuel You spilled on the grass The grass turned some weird a*s color The color of my pain My pain is in my a*s right now God you drive me insane Is sanity something we all lose when losers come around She was round like a meaty Zeppelin that got to close to the ground The ground that's covered in diesel fuel you spilled you little fool The fool is in a deck of cards What will I do with you
I chased you with a lawnmower
The mower of my past
My past is full of diesel fuel
You spilled on the grass
The grass turned some weird a*s color
The color of my pain
I can not express the brilliance of this stanza, imho, is incredible, It makes me want to buy gallons of food coloring and turn my lawn sky blue for you, or maybe a soft pink for happiness.
and then you walk up with this line:
She was round like a meaty Zeppelin that got to close to the ground
holy s**t man! that's combustable, that's a whole poem all by it's self...when you stop joking (which I hope you never do) my jaw drops open in wonder of your metaphoric prowess.
ps about the last line: deal
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
thank you corset
11 Years Ago
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do i know this chick? seems i had grass that color in my yard long ago...."a meaty zeppelin" now...that is frickin hilarious! think she went up north somewhere...one of those "new" states...good riddance to bad rubbish, i say! great fun, mark!
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