| petey's poetry |
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five March two-thousand and four I like the sound of cars driving on wet pavementI want to fall asleep The hum of the computer keeps me awake Where are the birds ___________________________________________ That was the dumbest thing I've ever read The lines didn't correlate I know you think it's art but I think it's dumb How does one come up with crap like that? random words cut from a magazine If I wanted my time wasted I would have watched friends
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