Absent Minded
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this is not a poem
this is nothing
this is an intention in disguise
away toi surprise and remind
a bunch of people that never stop by
after i waste my time
with soo many kind words
who never think of retalliating in any way
other than hate
think of reciprocity my friend
reciprocation
what you do unto others comes back threefold
i wish
every good deed seems to go unnoticed
iwant instant
i mean instant gratification
i write to you
my target audience to inspire this heard of sheep
little bo peep has lost her dreams
and no shes pointing the finger
saying read between the lines before he goes blind with animosity and anger and rememebrs who deserves
to be delivered into temptation
to see if they cross what line
dont be surprised
hes not afraid she says standing in the middle of the flock
of prize winning sheep
she says to you in this dream
all the sheep are wearing the number three
and there are dominos
dominos dominos dominos
and charlie brown ios thinking good grief
little bo peep in your dream right here
with her golden curls
and her innocent blue eyes and her golden rod
with thousands of readers at her feet
saying thrrefold threefold
recip[ricate
reciprocity
sometimes its a wise gesture to reply to every fanmail
before your fans grow to hate you
curse and banish you
shave your heads and punish you
force you into poverty
and sell you out to
devestating transparencies you should see through
little bo peep
in your dreams
while your sleeping alone in the night
dominos dominos
wants to know
in the midst of sheep
she casts a wide shadow among these sheep who all wear the number three
and she says reply to every comment
im tired of talking to a brick wall
im tired of playing sandman
im tired of never being appreciated
then she breaks her rod over her knee
and your nightmare begins
the shadows eat the sheep
the numbers remain 3333333333333333333
its driving you insane
you should have taken the warning
you shouldhave responded to your fans of nice gestures
and friendly replies and evreey critique wether good or bad
little bo peep
little bo peep
shes lost her sheep the shadows are eting them 3 by 3
do unto others what you would have them do unto you
dont forget those
who favor you
for one day your fate
may just as well rest in their hands
you never know whose the king
whos etheamgician
and then little bo peep
dies with her last gasp
the sheep start running
the shadows start feeding
theres blood everywhere
it sick and decieving
theres no jesus
no answer to her prayer
a broken plot
an injustice
and ohnestly
its not fair
this is nothing
this is an intention in disguise
away toi surprise and remind
a bunch of people that never stop by
after i waste my time
with soo many kind words
who never think of retalliating in any way
other than hate
think of reciprocity my friend
reciprocation
what you do unto others comes back threefold
i wish
every good deed seems to go unnoticed
iwant instant
i mean instant gratification
i write to you
my target audience to inspire this heard of sheep
little bo peep has lost her dreams
and no shes pointing the finger
saying read between the lines before he goes blind with animosity and anger and rememebrs who deserves
to be delivered into temptation
to see if they cross what line
dont be surprised
hes not afraid she says standing in the middle of the flock
of prize winning sheep
she says to you in this dream
all the sheep are wearing the number three
and there are dominos
dominos dominos dominos
and charlie brown ios thinking good grief
little bo peep in your dream right here
with her golden curls
and her innocent blue eyes and her golden rod
with thousands of readers at her feet
saying thrrefold threefold
recip[ricate
reciprocity
sometimes its a wise gesture to reply to every fanmail
before your fans grow to hate you
curse and banish you
shave your heads and punish you
force you into poverty
and sell you out to
devestating transparencies you should see through
little bo peep
in your dreams
while your sleeping alone in the night
dominos dominos
wants to know
in the midst of sheep
she casts a wide shadow among these sheep who all wear the number three
and she says reply to every comment
im tired of talking to a brick wall
im tired of playing sandman
im tired of never being appreciated
then she breaks her rod over her knee
and your nightmare begins
the shadows eat the sheep
the numbers remain 3333333333333333333
its driving you insane
you should have taken the warning
you shouldhave responded to your fans of nice gestures
and friendly replies and evreey critique wether good or bad
little bo peep
little bo peep
shes lost her sheep the shadows are eting them 3 by 3
do unto others what you would have them do unto you
dont forget those
who favor you
for one day your fate
may just as well rest in their hands
you never know whose the king
whos etheamgician
and then little bo peep
dies with her last gasp
the sheep start running
the shadows start feeding
theres blood everywhere
it sick and decieving
theres no jesus
no answer to her prayer
a broken plot
an injustice
and ohnestly
its not fair
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