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The sun smiles at me as the rain comes down
The trees whisper and giggle in the whipping wind
A storm is raging
While the clouds drift lazily by
I see some rabbits with my third eye
Are they as confused as I?
The brook babbles on its merry way
While lighting flashes in the sky
The moose runs down the furry slope
And shakes its white and fluffy coat
"Hey!"
"That's not a moose!"
You say
Where'd you come from anyway?
The moose
It bleets and runs away
Oh my what a confusing day...
I lay down to rest my head
When I wake up
I'm still in bed
- by Robot Squirrel |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/21/2008 |
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- Title: The Strangest Dream
- Artist: Robot Squirrel
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Description:
This makes a whole lot more sense if you don't try to understand it.
xD
I wrote this one because I had just written two poems that included the word "broken" may times (I submitted one of them, it's called "Zombies"). So I wanted to write something that wasn't so emo and cliche. Well I guess Zombies isn't very cliche either...But the word 'broken' is definitely cliche. - Date: 12/21/2008
- Tags: strangest dreams
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Mizuki Ayu - 02/23/2009
- It's really cute! Nice job
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- Xx-Forgotten Mist-xX - 12/30/2008
- lol i loved it ^^
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