CatchyA Poem by E. R. RawdingMy love/hate relationship with pop music is detailed in full!When I'm writing When I'm sleeping When I'm eating When I'm thinking I hear you "Stop telephonin' mea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ehh-ehh" "It's comin' up, it's comin' up/It's DARE!" Your pervasive catchiness: It permeates my brain Leaving me a braindead husk Unable to write Unable to express a coherent thought Babbling like an idiot "Pain, without love/Pain, I can't get enough" "Back off, I'll take you on/Headstrong, I'll take on anyone" Lying awake Can't sleep I listen to you With one hope: That you will be pleased by my musical tribute You never are "I wanna hold your hand!" "You can't always get what you want" Attempting to nourish myself My brain is telling me to forego eating And instead to sing you My blood sacrifice to your prowess My payment for your services For my constant entertainment at your hands "I want something else, to get me through this/Semi-Charmed kind of life" "Hey now, you're an All Star/Get your game on, go play" Tryin' to philosophize "Integrate the function of 1/(4x-8y) from infinity to 7" Instead all I can hear is Gaga Yet again, whining about her love life My math grade tanks Gaga's bank account exponentially rises Totally worth it "Rollin' down the street, smoking indo/Sippin' on gin and juice" "Let me see that thong/Baby, that thong th thong thong thong"
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10 Reviews Added on April 11, 2010 Last Updated on June 3, 2010 AuthorE. R. RawdingNEAboutblech. i hate these little blurbs. if you wanna get to know me, talk to me. or read my work, you'll get some pretty good insight from that :P and please, don't send me a read request unless you can.. more..Writing
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