Open Poetry #24 |
rock and roll a22hole (a rhyming nightmare) |
Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
tracatorie imbalances cause my song to creak they call me up to stage while Im tryin to reach my peak hold on I tell her her bobbin head in a fury the chinks are already late with my spicy red curry I stumble around backstage looking for the stage door a mexican dumb-waiter leads me with a “cabrone” and “por favor” the stage lights burn me I stumble to a hard right my drummer pushes me back and I assemble under the limelight the boys get it rollin as I ready the attack when the time finally comes vocals come rollin like the mack the rest is a blur whatever did occur I woke up in my cabin chewin on some fur such is the life that I’m a surely livin makes as much sense as the story I’m a givin [This message has been edited by Drexler_McStyles (01-08-2003 02:25 AM).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Drex? hmmm. This sounds SO familiar. May I ask? er, don't take this the wrong way or anything? but did you used to write for FOREIGNER? |
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