Tuesday, September 21, 2010

PONTIACS

P our out thy wrath
O h mindless idiopath
N ever mind me
T here I am to no degree
I f I were to pay attention
A t me you'd show pretension
C an I expect any better
S ince to you I was a dead letter
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