buska rhymes

When he sees a spider His eyes open wider, He jumps around squealing He gets this icky feeling Makes him want to shit his pants Though this little spider only terrorizes ants. The spider stops! Suddenly he sees A great big man, with two hairy knees! One giant foot comes zooming down To land upon the spiders crown HAHA! Shrieks the man I have squashed him like a can. Victorious once again He feels the strength of men All powerful in the food chain Over even the tiniest and mundane But little spider is the winner today For he has ruined this mans sunny day! ----------------------- anyway made ok plans to go to blenheim for a week before i fly to north island to help out at waitangi carnival! everything is looking ok so far... actually have some feelings floating around my head that go like "im pissed off at courtney..." etc. and they are prominent... it feels to me like... she ignores my suggestions? or... i dont know i dont feel loved!? i asked her to call me and she didnt said she'd do it the next day but she didnt... and then she didnt call me again last night... and im PISSED OFF because i am dying to talk to her because its all i do all day is think about her... well most of the time anyway. sometimes i drift off into nothingness and or i watch movies or something... ok i guess there's lots of times when im not thinking about her... but it feeeeelss like im thinking about her heaps. TALK ME TO! i mean talk to me. cos i mean... its all i wanna do! anyway. i found this folder on my computer with some writing i'd done when i was like young! i dunno how it got onto my laptop... anyway some of its pretty naive but i liked some parts about where i was heartbroken and was never going to love anyone because i was a tainted boy... well HA! take that young simon! but i also found some nice things i had written. and i still have a few more to read. i think writing is thereputic? therepeutic.. whatever i dont profess to being the best speller, hell i havent done an english paper four almost 5 years! im rambling. anyway listening to so much beats today, and like in particular a band called infected mushroom. which i found out were israeli! cool anyway! Bleed from my open arms Leave my veins and parade my skin A warm, rouge race through the forest Inside, an exit from the hottest place Escape for a breath of fresh air Changes my colour, instantly ------ In the fall of serenity lies turmoil Spilling forth graceless and blunt In these times call upon your loyal Be prepared for a long hunt For long it will be before peace At last returns to your favour Struggle you must at least To seek out thy saviour With the dawning of tranquillity Comes the setting of unrest Take haste to blossom in this fertility And see what may come at best
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these poems or lyrics or whever you want to call them are BEAUTIFUL. the spider one made me laugh it was witty and smart. amazing. just amazing
chheers!
heh, i recently discovered Infected mushroom. they're pretty neat!
you know what else is neat? finding stuff you wrote when you were young.
teehee!