..just another pseudonym

Saturday, September 6, 2008

The Trusted, The Trustee


Jabber babble full of hot air,

I can’t grapple what you’re talking

Gibber prattle gets in my hair,

Me unsettle, I'm done talking.

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Wonder whether you find him real,

Squander rather than serve its turn

Infinite slacker that’s his deal,

Fool forever I think in turn.

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You fiend, I’m not in a blue funk,

You rend and never give a damn

You lied in your teeth you cheap punk!

You!? Friend!? Truly don’t worth a damn!

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