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Nov 2013
“oh my oh my”

oh my oh my what have we here?
eyes in high beams like a stunned deer,
you must not live like this,
so scared as though awaiting death’s kiss,

oh my oh my what have we here?
passed out on the floor out from the bottles of beer?
that’s what not to do!
oh haven’t they told you?

oh my oh my what have we here?
what a large group; yet you stand in the rear?
why are you separated from them?
when eyes look there’s one thing; REM.

oh my oh my…
don’t you just want to die,
look at your life just rushing by,
every word you speak; a proven lie,

oh dear, oh dear,
what do we have here?
universe crashing down,
the corrupted royal crown,

oh my oh my do you think of that lass?
you heart is made of glass,
her followers make a mass,
you know the test, but will you pass?

oh my oh my oh my oh my,
this place is a pig sty!
clean up your person,
lobotomic insertion?

looky here looky here,
come over near,
oh my oh my what a knife,
this is not the proper way to end a strife!

oh lord oh lord,
no life shall be bored,
look at all this legend and lore!
we must explore!

--JacobDexterCoffey--
Jacob Dexter Coffey
Written by
Jacob Dexter Coffey  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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   Mystery Girl
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