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[aid] => mick
[title] => Phliosophy of an Insomniac
[time] => 2005-08-03 00:09:03
[hometext] => My mind it gripped with this madness in the sleeples hours of the night...........
[bodytext] => My dear sweet Sophie, I am but a simple man Mine is not a magic pen that generates golden words My shelf is not laden with Mr. Whitman or Mr. Yeats I speak in a common tongue, so that is how I write Not with the pomposity of an open thesaurus at my right Maybe if I write enough, with enough big words my pages will stack all the way to heaven So as to climb up and find the air is way too thin, become dizzy and fall back to earth My feelings are truly felt no matter how trite I’m not here to impress you half a world away Nor am I here to cast stones or duel ten paces with pistols Although I prefer to tell my opponent it is twelve paces to give myself the advantage We could argue the bleakness of the world and the absurdity of the cosmos Or perhaps which came first the chicken or the egg I really don't give it much thought, both taste good properly seasoned and cooked My conflict resides in the fact of why can’t I ever find my keys when I am already late Does an evil key troll come to hide them? Why is it when looking for said keys do I look in the same place five or six times hoping with each search they will magically appear Ahhh, my foo dog sits here at my feet snoring What it must be like to have no worries like he Although the drawbacks are seeing in black and white and making the acquaintance of another by sniffing their butt Oxycontin ........... Now there is good and evil wrapped up in one easy time-released pill Problem is, when the original disease is cured you have a totally new one to contend with Same problem with chocolate chip cookies and brownies Maybe we need more warning labels We can put them on the foreheads of stupid people Warning: complete and total smeghead approaching Please stay back 30 feet from this complete and total twit Don't get me wrong, in this rant it is not my intention to transmit rage I guess its time to wipe the rabid foam from my lips This is just the philosophy of a rambling fool All names have been changed to protect the innocent All persons depicted here are a work of fiction Any resemblance to persons living or dead will just have to get over it I leave you with the longest word in the English language... look it up Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanokoniosis [comments] => 2 [counter] => 224 [topic] => 60 [informant] => poisonpen00ad [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => insomniac )
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