"Broken Record"A Poem by Zoe Anne"Broken Record"
It just keeps playing, There's no delaying. It just repeats, And keeps in time with the beats.
Let's listen to something new; I don't want to be a fool, But let's not sit around and rue, I want to forget those useless tools.
It's not fair! Oh daddy dearest don't you dare! Don't you dare close that door, And listen to the broken record that we've heard so many times before!
I don't... I won't... I'll count the days, I'll count the plays.
Each and every day, That we hear that record play, Will make the peaceful moments even sweeter, As well as the revenge we'll get on the horrible cheater.
Written by Zoe Anne © 2011 Zoe Anne |
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Added on June 30, 2011 Last Updated on June 30, 2011 |

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