Life is like...

Life is like...

A Poem by London Calling
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I was having a smoke and couldn't stop rhyming, so this could be rubbish or I could be lying...(OMG how Lame)

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Life is like toxic waste,

You really shouldn't get it in your face

Avoid contact with your eyes.

Injecting your brain with Iodine dye.

 

Life is like a glass door,

Nothing is secret anymore.

You'll smack into it full in your face.

On your arse you land, the laughing disgrace.

 

Life is like a pile of bricks,

Mixed with some rubbish, grass and sticks.

Under the surface something brews,

A new breed entirely for you to amuse.

 

Life is like a prickly pear,

Its really delicious inside of there,

But the surface is cruel and spiked

To go through all that for something you like?

 

Life is like a telephone,

going crazy when you want to be alone

Silent and dreary when you are bored

The cost is phenominal when you say two words.

 

Life is like a mental bird,

making up poems when supposed to work.

Wasting resources on expressing herself.

Dreaming of glory, fame and wealth.

 

Told you it was bollocks!!!

 

 

© 2009 London Calling


Author's Note

London Calling
Silly ramblings of a bored broad!!! Do with it what you will!

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lol i think its great.
True aswell is explains the complexity of lifes little descions in a very comical way i think wonderful ramblings and if you ramble liek this you shud constantly ramble =]
lol amazingly enjoyable read

Posted 14 Years Ago


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London Calling
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Jozi , Tattoos, South Africa



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Mental person, who happens to enjoy writing. Love music with every ounce within me...(only decent music that is). Love poetry, love reading, love using the brain I was blessed with! Have a morbid.. more..

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