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Array ( [sid] => 172465 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => way back when [time] => 2012-05-12 07:50:33 [hometext] => this was me a long time ago [bodytext] => sometomes when we think back
to how it use to be
back when we were younger
& so full of energy

noone could slow us down
no matter how hard they tried
they'de say we were not truthfull
if we did'nt look them in the eye

so many lies had been told
just because we could
our stories were always confusing
just because they sounded good

we all knew what we were good at
but what we did'nt know
our parents were usually one step ahead
but it would never ever show

now when I look back
at how bad I'd gotten
I thank my lucky stars
My kids are'nt half that Rotten

well at least I dont believe they are
I know how wrong that I could be
they are at the age that I was
so young so wild & free
the hot shot poet

[comments] => 2 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 31 [informant] => thehotshotpoet [notes] => "Please keep the comment to the poetry itself, under NO circumstances are you to attack, insult, or abuse the author of any poetry, or other post on this site." This is a quote from the commenting rules, guys! I have removed your other argumentative comments. If you feel you need a discussion, send private messages!. If you need further action or assistance, then contact site help. Thank you, Moderator_18 May 16, 2012 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )

way back when

Contributed by thehotshotpoet on Saturday, 12th May 2012 @ 07:50:33 AM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

sometomes when we think back
to how it use to be
back when we were younger
& so full of energy

noone could slow us down
no matter how hard they tried
they'de say we were not truthfull
if we did'nt look them in the eye

so many lies had been told
just because we could
our stories were always confusing
just because they sounded good

we all knew what we were good at
but what we did'nt know
our parents were usually one step ahead
but it would never ever show

now when I look back
at how bad I'd gotten
I thank my lucky stars
My kids are'nt half that Rotten

well at least I dont believe they are
I know how wrong that I could be
they are at the age that I was
so young so wild & free
the hot shot poet

Copyright © thehotshotpoet ... [ 2012-05-12 07:50:33]
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Re: way back when (User Rating: 1 )
by poewhit on Sunday, 13th May 2012 @ 10:21:10 AM AEST
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Think we all are hot shots in our youths. Just another cycle.

Re: way back when (User Rating: 1 )
by poetryislife on Monday, 14th May 2012 @ 08:25:31 AM AEST
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This poem is not clear. Second, there are some grammatical errors must be fixed. For example: "noone" wrong, it should be written in this way (no one), and another mistake, "it use to be" wrong, it should be written in this way, (it uses to be).

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