Denim Bottle CollectorA Poem by Luke L
Man I'm a lonely
Lonely boy Keep me company I can't afford any toys Bags of bottles I carry Jangling is so much noise Welfare check doesn't cut it I need my gut filled Amazing to see How I get fat on scraps I guess pig feed is cheap I take naps Can't really get to sleep My curly grey wool Isn't made of sheep So let me sit around With instant noodles Found friendship on tv And I'm up and down this elevator Up and down this ride I wish it would stop I can't get on my feet And I'm up and down this elevator Up and down this ride I wish it would stop I can't get on my feet © 2013 Luke LFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on August 27, 2013 Last Updated on August 27, 2013 Tags: song, people watching, poverty, humour AuthorLuke LVictoria, British Columbia, CanadaAboutI love music. I love writing erotic stories and poems. Follow me on Twitter: @LukeLesterMusic Here is my blog: http://luketalkstuff.blogspot.ca/ I write random things on there and link .. more..Writing
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