A Poem For Valerie

[jack]

Wires stick through his soul
His actions are controlled
Turning him from free man
To puppet life; suspended
Suspended
In puppet life
puppet life
oh

My demands are his role
lost in space and time he trolls
for me
Once he had his own mind
But in my sewer he was blinded
wallowing around like an albino crocodile
iN PUPPET LIFE
PUPPET LIFE
ah

He used to laugh and make the sunshine
and then we came to make it freeze
he hasn't had a friend for such a long time
cut the strings, free him please
oh please
I beg you.

Once his world was wild but clear
no one overhead to watch and overhear
Now he has only flames to sell
He's going cheap at the gates of hell
Hell

Heh, his body can take no more
the fascist always ends up on the floor
his day will come we pray
he'll be ok when he's been mended
mended
but until then
he will be swinging
On Our Rope
With No Hope
all that he has
all that he knows
are PUPPETS

 

[VKD]

very poetic - where did you copy and paste that from?

 

[jack]

I realize Punishment of Luxury might be a little before you, but give me a fucking break.

 

[WillsZenith]

oh vkd
cant you see
you annoy jack-e
like a flea
you are an itch
a son of a bitch
gives jack a very angry twitch...

 

[missmanners]

^ oh dear, well.... forget verse and go back to what you do best.


mm

 

[WillsZenith]

^ oh dear, well.... forget verse and go back to what you do best.


mm

yep my tongue was never suited to verse.....

 

[missmanners]

yep my tongue was never suited to verse.....

Is this better?


mm