trying to make sense

November 10, 2007 § Leave a comment

it was a dubious
yet a clairvoyance
minded man.It was he
who was to free,
all from the hell.
hell-it is called life,well,
it is breath taking such,
but ya,i know that is too much!

So our hero,the vivacious
man,with a melodious
tune,sprang aboard,
and woke the bored
captain.now jibeing
was set a swing!
than there our good
tuneophonics
with a lot of wrong phonetics,
set the propeller ,
and became a sorcerer !

there she goes,
filled with vows ,
too many doors
and a wrong course!

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