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Ugly Town
Ugly town
Sitting in a corner
Little Jacky Horner
Tiny emotional foreigner
An angry face with weak lines
Busy headache feeding rhymes
With a Bachelor in Anti-Social Chemistry
A chemically anti-social flea
Miserable sounds
Miserable words
Miserable energy
A town too bordered
Houses too whoredered
Where's the New World Order?
Skid marks on the windows
Believers playing Bingo
Linger low
Stay at the game and crave nothing
Except the next number flow
Miserable sounds
Miserable words
Miserable energy
And now comes the night
Oh no it's just you
You gave me a fright
Please step aside
You're swallowing my Sun
Reach for the weapon that is you
Which one are you a paper cut or a gun?
Sitting in a corner
Little Jacky Horner
Tiny emotional foreigner
An angry face with weak lines
Busy headache feeding rhymes
With a Bachelor in Anti-Social Chemistry
A chemically anti-social flea
Miserable sounds
Miserable words
Miserable energy
A town too bordered
Houses too whoredered
Where's the New World Order?
Skid marks on the windows
Believers playing Bingo
Linger low
Stay at the game and crave nothing
Except the next number flow
Miserable sounds
Miserable words
Miserable energy
And now comes the night
Oh no it's just you
You gave me a fright
Please step aside
You're swallowing my Sun
Reach for the weapon that is you
Which one are you a paper cut or a gun?
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Comment by Andy miller on April 17, 2013 at 15:37
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Thank you for reading my poem Catherine. I appreciate the feedback. I get the Rap thing. I guess my daughters music has infiltrated my mind!
I tried to use a town scape as a vehicle to describe a certain public person and how that person makes me feel.
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