LAME
it's early in the morning
and I'm not in bed
I woke up early
had these thoughts in my head
they drove me upright
I'm staring at my screen
can't get to sleep
if you know what I mean
so I type these rhymes
in a vain attempt
to ease my mind
about the life I've spent
the things I've done
and the things I haven't
the dreams I'll achieve
and the thoughts I'll patent
So I'm looking for a way
to end this poem
with some stupid cliche
or a forced rhyme like home
(any complaints please direct to the Rhyming Board Local 3594)
i'm still david...
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