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Gege Mar Poem
Majesty, royalty
such dignity, a rarity
Oh Purple,
the color of
the sun, the moon, the stars
the fields, the granaries, the ponds,
the vast kitchen, the nanny, granola bars
[all under prune-tinted glasses of course]
Wine, oh how fine!
Denatured alcohol, I lie supine!
Yahoo messenger headings, nails, telephones
the inside of my ear, candy, colognes!
Oh Purple,
How I love you to death.
But how often do I revert to gloom,
for all these things, are beyond my credit debt
'tis the color of doom,
rich in meaning and hue.
the color of my room.
a brooding cross between red and blue.
Copyright © Ang Dy | Year Posted 2009
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Gege Mar Poem
oh yeah, come on
uh-huh, girl
your smile is like the sun
it comes down on me when I run
you're like the air I breathe
without you, I can't sleep
[of course you can't sleep without breathing]
sun,
yeah yeah yeah,
I keep runnning
air,
oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh
keep sleeping
your smile is like the sun
it comes down on me when I run
you're like the air I breathe
without you, I can't sleep
[this is trite]
sun,
yeah yeah yeah,
I keep runnning
air,
uh uh uh
keep sleeping
so baby girl,
just stay here
'cause my heart (yeah my heart)
was made
to loooooooove you soooooo...
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Copyright © Ang Dy | Year Posted 2009
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