see when i had a guitar before, it was a different kind of tuner, well this one, you have to blow into it and it makes fkn noesis!!
no bum should be without a guitar though
FOR REAL XXX
Yeah thanks a bunch for showing those poems to me. I've read a couple more and they are pretty entertaining. If you know any other amazing poets, I implore you to let me know about them ^_^
howdy, i was going to go to sleep, i only signed back in to change a spelling mistake that remus picked up on. i typed "threat" instead of "thread"
hows you?
Saturday sun came early one morning
In a sky so clear and blue
Saturday sun came without warning
So no-one knew what to do.
Saturday sun brought people and faces
That didn't seem much in their day
But when I remember those people and places
They were rarely too good in their way.
In their way
In their way
Saturday sun won't come and see me today.
Think about stories with reason and rhyme
Circling through your brain.
And think about people in their season and time
Returning again and again
And again
And again
And Saturday's sun has turned to Sunday's rain.
So Sunday sat in the Saturday sun
And wept for a day gone by.