Can't We All Just Get A Bong?A Poem by Miles"Pardon me, deary, but why are you crying?" "They stole it from us! They stole our precious!" "Here, deary, hit this." And so Deary did And from that moment Deary went off to catch a fish And sing about it "My kind sir, why are you grovelling At this degenerate waste disposal unit?" "My bird is dead! And it's all my fault. Lettin' that pirate babysit and all." "My kind sir, Take a hit." And so he did And from that moment He pulled out a violin And flitted a little ditty about ol' Crow "Your Infernal Majesty, Why are you sobbing Upon this lake of fire?" "The trees! O, the trees! They themselves were screaming At my ghastly countenance." "My Infernal King, Take a hit." And so He did And from that moment He ascended once more Into heavenly reunion
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Added on August 23, 2011 Last Updated on August 23, 2011 AuthorMilesDarmsheim, Badem-Würtemberg, GermanyAboutI'm American, I was born in Japan, and have since traveled to many different states and countries. I'm an Athiest and an Existentialist and I prefer the Multiple Big Bang theory. I play guitar, and .. more..Writing
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