okay,that was strange.


the cheese

jump around and smell the cheese,
get on up off your knee's
close your eyes and spin round,
shout out the truth, you've found,
dont be shy,
or i might cry,
i lost my key's,
you smelt the cheese.



Poetry by UnforgivenAngel
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Written on 2006-04-07 at 22:05

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Wickedly bizzare.
2006-04-08


Jon Hanover
As long as no one cut the cheese first. This is really fun. Were you sleep deprived or needing caffiene ? If so sometimes that can produce gems like this.
2006-04-07