Once Upon A Stranger

Once Upon A Stranger

A Poem by Miles

Once upon a time in Easterland
There lived a man with long, white hair
He sat and watched and coughed and thought
That all of this could easily be shared

But noone knows where he goes
And noone knows his name

Save for those that fell before his feet
While he rose from his glorious seat
Cast a spell and took them through the skies
Shunned the world and said his last goodbyes

Once upon a time in Shadowland
There lived a man with jet black skin
Sleeping on the bathroom wall
And drinkin' gin and whiskey and absinthe

But noone knows where he goes
And noone knows his name

Save for those that fell before his feet
While he rose from his disgusting seat
Cast a spell and took you through the skies
Shunned the world and said his last goodbyes

Once upon a time in my own land
There lived a man without a leg
Without a chance to live he hit the streets
To see if he could maybe beg

But noone knows where he goes
And noone knows his name

Save for those that fell before his feet
While he rose from his metallic seat
Cast a spell and took them through the skies
Shunned the world and said his last goodbyes

Once upon a time in No Man's Land
There lived a mut with frayed, red fur
It ran around and ate a lot
And noone cared and probly never would

So noone knows where it goes
And noone knows its name

Save for those that fell before its teeth
While it rose from its flea-ridden seat
Took a bite and took them through the streets
To his humble bush where he could eat 
...In peace

© 2011 Miles


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great write

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Miles
Miles

Darmsheim, Badem-Würtemberg, Germany



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I'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..

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