Poem About Nothing
This is my poem about nothing
So don't try to understand
Hey what about those yankees
If that's what you command
It's a sad day when that happens
Where are they gonna be
I almost bought one yesterday
I just wanna be free
Turn it up a little I can't hear
Say what you really mean
When did he say he was ready
Often heard but seldom seen
So this was my poem about nothing
But I guess it wasn't nothing at all
For this time even nothing is something
Even if the nothing is small
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