Words, they mean nothing and shock?A Poem by David
Words, they mean nothing
like the Jabberwock and a clock Tick-Tock never dying but dead still, instead... it takes flight into the night dreaming of air through which it could glide making sounds in the sky Grammar on the moon floats away too soon and we all knew not knowing those tunes Slip away, fade away walk away, Always stay Like the night no more fright but take on the load like an igneous toad Punctuation of nations never sounded so loud never felt so proud Take a bow... and ignite the fire beneath that great liar Hop aboard my palab-car I'll take you too far never stop for a drink but slip 'til we sink And it rides through the feeling of Tick-Tock and shock © 2012 DavidAuthor's Note
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Added on November 30, 2010 Last Updated on February 20, 2012 Previous Versions Author
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