Burgler on the prowl.A Poem by sonceotrokA fair exchange.Give me you garbage, give me your slime, I'll make it worth your while, a bucket for a dime, Give me your curses, give me your kicks, I'll trade you flowers and scented incense sticks. Give me your headache, give me your pain, I'll hum you a tune and hum it once again, Give me bad news and sing me the blues, I'll teach you to fly through the Rainbow and rain. Give me your troubles and give me your hatred, I'll give you glass marbles and a box of chocolate, Give me your ache and give me your heart, Now that's what I'll take and wont return back. © 2011 sonceotrokAuthor's Note
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