The bottle screamed
No Don't stopper me!!
i'll be a good bottle i swear
but they threw him in the sea
The man dreamed
oh i need some release
2 years stuck on this island
I AM DYING TO BE FREE
But in death he will be free
If he did in his life an appropriate good
but at this juncture thats not quite what he meant
I'm sure that can be understood
Release is release enough
when a man is confronted by a demon at dusk
he popped out a bottle and provided him
With three outlets to his lust
I will have whatever it takes
for a man to be ultimately free
i need to apply the disk brakes
to this life's endless misery
Well the demon he thought
(for he was kind about his head
and was good and wise...)
and at long last he said;
What you seek is written
from the very day you were born
what you seek is a promise
a promise you already own
What you seek will come to you
eventually; in dusk or morn
and what you reap will rely on
the oaths that you have sworn
If this life is misery
then hope you have not left
its contentment you need to be finally free
for what you seek is death.
And with that the demon puffed into air
and an empty bottle stood
the man, for a while, looked everywhere
then went on with life the best he could.
Still, he should have asked for sandwiches before getting all philosophical.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
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4 Comments:
Thanks!
u can have an extended 'ssss' as well
I'd rather have the sandwiches. But that's just me.
Nicely done, man! :D
Philosophers... be warned or go hungry! :)
nice! (the way that Jerry said it) :D
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