Broken pensA Poem by keithtattered pageBroken pens Broken pens tattered page words unheard ideas clashing crashing loudly loud Between the voices glamping in my brain and the constant static of annoyance no wonder said they it's quite simple he is definitely he there ain't nothing right left in me page 2 Hey here over you with no clue aren't we all just ants marching marching marching two x two Look gretle bread crumbs no hansel those are those are dead butterflies that flew here all the way from spain The big bad boy bad began to play a one legged man did his hip did his hop I do like the sound of your tune said he kool it's not ours we found it this morning after we crawled out from under our rock that had been trashed with colored confetti tossed like fast food drive thru evidence left roadside page 3 Somethings just because are irritating am i alone here solitaire i hear tell some people see stupid people everywhere nothing like getting your boots pissed on especially when you ain't wearing them Its all gonna be ok weed hopper uncle gonzo will help watch over you scuse me while i kiss the sky bye bye so long © 2025 keithReviews
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