becareful before u people read text becoz i sure u gonna puke...
DIRTY POT
I am sick and tired of conyrolling and I am gonna burst, better I fix on this pot coz, that's what i trust
Stinking heaven on this earth where I flush my fear put my thoughts on the gear and ride on and on
It doesn't matter that your parents say You're late for school
It doesn't matter You're constipated or your Tummy's loose
It doesn't matter you sit on the pot and just fart
It doesn't matter coz, this is how your day starts!
so how did ya find it...i think out of all my serious and u know 'poem type' poems this one is the best. Coz after all pot is where our brain starts functioning every morning.
TouCH me and I WiLL fOllOw in your AfTeRgLoW, heal me from all the SoRrOw, as I let you go. I will find my waYY when I see your eyes, Now I am living in your aFtErGlOw ...........
1 comment:
hi!!
heard ur poem 4 d first time durin a raggin session n frankly had never thought abt d pot in dis mannere
hmmmmm really cant imagine life widout it...its blissful
tk cr
jasmeen
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