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Array ( [sid] => 14845 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => In The Next Door Closet [time] => 2003-03-24 21:45:00 [hometext] => best place to hide [bodytext] => I still don't know how much longer, this party will stay on
The ground is trembling beneath me, music has been playing since dawn
I'm lucky to have this closet to be away from the crowd
That is rocking around my house, screaming and shouting out loud

Still I hear your voice calling, from somewhere close but I don’t know where
Calling me over and over, my head will explode I can no longer bear!

In that closet I remained cursing the day my children grew older
Taking control of the house matters and putting a weight over my shoulders
Where is my wife when I need her? Must be hiding somewhere too
Times like these make me think twice of this family that looks like a zoo!

Still I hear your voice calling, from somewhere close but I don’t know where
Calling me over and over, my head will explode I can no longer bear!
[comments] => 5 [counter] => 248 [topic] => 7 [informant] => Opium [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
In The Next Door Closet

Contributed by Opium on Monday, 24th March 2003 @ 09:45:00 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



I still don't know how much longer, this party will stay on
The ground is trembling beneath me, music has been playing since dawn
I'm lucky to have this closet to be away from the crowd
That is rocking around my house, screaming and shouting out loud

Still I hear your voice calling, from somewhere close but I don’t know where
Calling me over and over, my head will explode I can no longer bear!

In that closet I remained cursing the day my children grew older
Taking control of the house matters and putting a weight over my shoulders
Where is my wife when I need her? Must be hiding somewhere too
Times like these make me think twice of this family that looks like a zoo!

Still I hear your voice calling, from somewhere close but I don’t know where
Calling me over and over, my head will explode I can no longer bear!




Copyright © Opium ... [ 2003-03-24 21:45:00]
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Re: In The Next Door Closet (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 25th March 2003 @ 05:34:42 AM AEST
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Great poetry. I can remember putting my parents through something similar

sleepless_siren


Re: In The Next Door Closet (User Rating: 1 )
by gina on Wednesday, 26th March 2003 @ 08:17:28 AM AEST
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any extra place for me in that closet hehe
u think that's the kind of father u'll become mmmmmmmm i dont think so , eh btosrokh fiyyon sot betwa2eflon albon ,they wouldnt dare ya 7aram , they will be the ones hiding with ur wife, w enta the one having this party ....per...and i'll be invited no ?


Re: In The Next Door Closet (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Thursday, 27th March 2003 @ 11:42:08 AM AEST
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hmm.. kinda sounds like my zoo on any given day lol this is great:)


Re: In The Next Door Closet (User Rating: 1 )
by Rakerman1999 on Saturday, 29th March 2003 @ 02:15:41 PM AEST
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lol......My friend...cotton balls in the ears help a little..:oP A very amusing and relatable write for all who have kids. And hey...isn't that your wife dancing with the lamp shade on her head???? hehehe Great one Opium I needed a laugh this morning...thanks!


Re: In The Next Door Closet (User Rating: 1 )
by cant-skate on Tuesday, 1st April 2003 @ 12:38:14 PM AEST
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(y)!!!!but i wouldn't wanna b ur daughter:P




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