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Slow Day

My brain is rolling around in my skull
It just doesn't seem to work right today
Everything feels pretty boring and dull
It wasn't much different yesterday

That's the thing I don't like about summer
There's to much free time to waste
Most of my days turn out to be bummer
I feel like the little kid who would eat paste

Other people go on vacations and have fun
No, not me, I just stay home
It's been a long time since I've gone on one
I don't really travel this earthly dome

I'm almost bored out of my mind
But I guess I have lots to do
I feel like there's no one else of my kind
To this species I feel like I'm new

Are my poems really any good
I silently wonder in my head
Of course they must be at least as good as food
Because if not than them nobody would've read

PIRGIR

@PIRGIR

I write from my heart, and play music from my soul.

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