How Things Went

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She came through

I picked up her scent

My ears perked up

She called me scorching

I picked up her scent

By the size of my tent

She called me scorching

I wanted to give her my mushroom

By the size of my tent

Had to run up in it

I wanted to give her my mushroom

And make the perfect fit

Had to run up in it

So she could say crazy shit

And make the perfect fit

That's how things went

So she could say crazy shit

Before loosing her breath

That's how things went

With her back bent

Before loosing her breath

My ears perked up

Stuff went down when

She came through

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I am an aspiring writer, mired in the world of social work. I have dreams of becoming a published author someday. I decided to start my own production because every writing job interview that I have had di...  View profile

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  • A.M. Morgan5/4/2008

    Great poem.

  • Harry Gunawan12/24/2007

    Is this what I think it is? O_o...Nice writing sharpening. ^_^

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