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[aid] => mick
[title] => Mr. Nobody
[time] => 2006-06-21 23:57:30
[hometext] => Just like he said it would be
[bodytext] => Whistling on the street, You got no quota to meet . All brought loose and shagged down It’s what you want, No job to haunt, You got old greasy converses. Vocabulary of curses. They seem to get rather old But you’re free Just like you said you’d be, You’re Mr. Nobody Never bruised, or bloody You stayed soiled and muddy It’s how you made it You’re spotting teens at the park As the moon shifts into dark. Keeping close with your beady eyes You smoke a borrowed cig, Get nickels from a jig, And you dance away all that would be pain And make showers from rain. But hey, you’re free, Just like you said you’d be. Your Mr. Nobody Never bruised, or bloody You stay soiled and muddy It’s how you made it. Daddy’s got some cash To fix that rotten rash But you walked out at seventeen. You sleep with a dog, Like a bump on a log, The trash can lights up night Just like you thought it might. Yes, it’s all like you thought it’s suppose to be. You being free, Just like you said it’d be, You’re Mr. Nobody Never bruised or bloody You stay soiled and muddy Its how you avoided it [comments] => 2 [counter] => 317 [topic] => 21 [informant] => franciswolf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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