Beatboxer, lover, midnight snacker... I teach beatboxing at www.youtube.com/fattonybbx
Beatboxer, lover, midnight snacker... I teach beatboxing at www.youtube.com/fattonybbx
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Hello, Fat Tony here, your friendly neighborhood gangster man. Yesterday, after a hard day of busting caps and boxing beats, I saw that a good friend of mine was feeling down. She's had a bad weekend. She's been incredible to me over the past few months, and wrote a very lovely poem for me which can be found at my MySpace.
After chatting to her for a while, I decided it'd be nice if I wrote a poem to show how much I love her as a friend, and how much I appreciate her. So, I came up with this. It's entitled simply, "A Poem".
Please bear in mind it's my first ever poem.... I'm more of a "There was a young blank from blank" guy, so... be nice ;-)
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A POEM
I wanted to write a poem, write a poem just for you For blue you seem to be and all you seem to be is blue But poems aren't my strength, they aren't my strength and that is true Never the less, here is a poem, here's a poem just for you
When I was down you wrote one for me, wrote for me whilst I was down Then as Russell Brand you walked beside me, walked beside me round the town You spent the whole time laughing, only laughing, not a frown Even when I had a cramp in leg, that cramp made me fall down
It really sucks to see you sad, seeing you sad just really sucks I would take that sadness away from you, if sadness passed the buck A trucker driving in a cab is just a driver driving trucks We'll sit in the back of the cab and quack like we were ducks
You have chickens, finger licking chickens you do not possess For your chickens are too awesome, far too awesome to digest Even though I really love chickens, over chickens I obsess With a mind that's like a peanut, it's not really hard to guess
I reckon if we were both monkey, were both monkeys, both with fleas We'd sit eating each others insects, we'll nit-pick them with ease Then we'd eat ants, and we'd eat spiders, while those spider's eat the bees And we'd swing through the jungle like the jungle was trapeze
Or we could each be dolphins, dolphins swimming out at sea Discussing if the sea is blue, or if the sea is green And we'd go bum rush the sharks, because the sharks are always mean They'd be looking at us two saying "How beautiful is she!"
Or we could both be turkey hawks, just hawking through the air And land and find some dinner, find enough dinner to share Although then we would have cold feet, since our feet would both be bare But when you're fifty feet above the ground, I doubt you'll really care
Or maybe we'd be aliens, aliens from outer space I can't pronounce what our planet is called, it's just too far away For now we'll call it Sibby, call it Sibby-loo-loo-ay We'd have our own little spacecraft, named OMG NO WAi
I'll be dreaming of the monkeys, and the dolphins, this is true And the hawks and aliens, from the great Sibby-Loo-Loo But most importantly, this is important, it's the truth I'll spend my times dreaming of poems, poems I could write for you
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To start with I did wander why you had so many expceptionals, and found the poem didn't flow, but past the first verse. It's great. Love the Chickens verse. Awesomeeeee
Viro 25.11.2008 11:01
Excellent. You are a very talented lyrics writer.
Tricksty 18.10.2008 19:10
Very nice! I think it would work even better as song lyrics xxx
Apr 4th, 2007
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