JEFFY40HANDS wrote:
Stars.....
Stars.....
Stars.....
stars.....
stars.....
star.....
star.....
STAR..... star..... star..... star?
I count 11.
And I was like
Baby, baby, baby, oh
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
I’m addicted to you
Don’t you know that you’re toxic
BRIDGE
Tik tok, on the clock
Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today it is Friday, Friday (Partyin’)
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after...wards
Watch me crank it watch me roll
Watch me crank that Soulja Boy
Roses are ****, Violets are decent,
I don’t want this weekend to end.
Yeah I am so good.
Yes, poems have a bridge in my world.
Baby, baby, baby, oh
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
I’m addicted to you
Don’t you know that you’re toxic
BRIDGE
Tik tok, on the clock
Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today it is Friday, Friday (Partyin’)
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after...wards
Watch me crank it watch me roll
Watch me crank that Soulja Boy
Roses are ****, Violets are decent,
I don’t want this weekend to end.
Yeah I am so good.
Yes, poems have a bridge in my world.
El Psy Congroo.

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Hahahah, +Rep!

Thanks to The_Nameless_Bard for the sig!
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Like prescription drugs
Forcing awkward hugs
An alcoholic beverage or drink
Makes my mind sloth-like and slow to think
I give her a little kiss, it is
A memento she'll never miss
Like those many presents I gave
Her love is too strong and makes me a sad little slave
It's a dream to see her smile
But I can't now nor for awhile
My troubles push her away
So I sit all alone a king with no thrown
Drinking my night into day.
The morale of this verse
Is love is a curse
And a fire with which no one should play
But we never listen for our hearts do they glisten
When a new love is found some day.
Like prescription drugs
Forcing awkward hugs
An alcoholic beverage or drink
Makes my mind sloth-like and slow to think
I give her a little kiss, it is
A memento she'll never miss
Like those many presents I gave
Her love is too strong and makes me a sad little slave
It's a dream to see her smile
But I can't now nor for awhile
My troubles push her away
So I sit all alone a king with no thrown
Drinking my night into day.
The morale of this verse
Is love is a curse
And a fire with which no one should play
But we never listen for our hearts do they glisten
When a new love is found some day.
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Overtime no longer as bright
Stars fade like dreams too
Especially the dreams I had for me and you
Stars burn out like the cherry of my cigarette
Though they, the stars, at least won't kill me yet
Funny to realize all the things stars will do not what they have done
Funny to think that a star had a previous life before it started this current one
Of all the things in all the world, we make a wish on a star
A STAR? A star fading to its end, a star burning out...A star?