Nothing Fancy
By Syringe
Fee Fye Foe Fum
I'll beat your head in like
a drum
And dance to the rhythm
I chant and hum
Along to this tangible rant
I scream and mum and pant
For breath
I can't forget
These words spill out like
Loose screws
On a
Loose vent
So I vent
I vent
I vent again
As mental images form in my head
Till my mind
Says when to stop
(It may never end)
Infinitely and shamelessly
My soliloquies
Have no boundaries
Fee Fye Foe Fum
This lyrical war has just begun...
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© 2008 Soulwax
Published on Sunday, March 9, 2008.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Sunday, March 9, 2008, denver nitze
(256) wrote:
very nice flow and rhyme. amusing stuff here. ~ta
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On Sunday, March 9, 2008, Niemand
(361) wrote:
Fee Fye Foe Fum, yes yes yes, this was very fun ^_^