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jeffrey robin Mar 2015
( that 's what we used to call em )

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Pitter patter pitter patter

Hey boy

What's the matter ?



Yer dreams are all a'twirl !

Like ya just seen

A little    oogie woogie wampum girl !

//

Beds a bouncing ceiling high

Don't hit yer head and knock out the light !

//

Wamp wamp wamp

Thru out the night !

The little     Oogie woogie wampum girl !

///

She'll **** yer brains out Saturday night

**** your soul out Sunday

Soon you'll be nothin more

Than a slave - like zombie !

/:/

**** and ***

**** and ***

Weren't no reason
To pass up the chance !

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You'll spend forever in your sleep

Throwing yerself on the garbage heap

Oh well

What the hell

Ya give it all up for a whirl

With the

Little

Oogie woogie wampum girl !!

WAMP

WAMP

WAMP

The

Little

Oogie woogie wampum girl

( that's what we used ta call em )

The

Little

Oogie woogie wampum girl
Noname Jul 2013
Where's my strength?
My motivation
My drive
My will too fight
I've lost it all before I have even started
Clearly slower than most
My mind is foggy
And I forgot what my reason was for coming here
I'm lost
Distracted by nothingness
I waste my time speaking nonsense
"wamp wah wamp wamp"
My thoughts are all twisted beneath my brainey veins
They convulse trying too find a way to break free
They're trapped
They don't undrestand
I have percieved these beings in many shades and never understood completely
Though I can comprehend
I can't put it down in a physical fashion
I loose all my sense among beauty
My eyes trace theirs
But they can't see me
I smile and keep walking
They'll never know whats beneath this flesh.
What rots my soul too the core,
I'll never know.
Matalie Niller Aug 2012
night goes on
goes on
and wh oare we
to say what is what
not us
we aren't
much of anyhitng
but a bit of spunchen
right that
just waiting for the night
to go on
and on
into oblivion
like ****
the night goes on
and on
and then
we realize our lives
and we say
that's what's up
because we can't say much else
except to wamp
and belive in tomorrow
because what else
provides such hope
as finding a new day every day

— The End —