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[aid] => mick
[title] => Sparkling Cider
[time] => 2007-02-17 17:39:43
[hometext] => 100% Juice from Fresh Apples It Contains no Alcohol
[bodytext] => I went to a party last night With five people I didn’t know And I talked about my self like I didn’t care what they thought So everything was not uptight It was just all right, and I kind of liked it like that College life, dirty clothes, sandy hair un comfy pillows A debutant killed in the night- six candles lit, no flashing lights Then I went out traveling I shattered a Snapple bottle on top of a car, It started honking and I scattered off Pretended I was chased by cops Walking through hallways and corridors Tapping buttons on elevators College life, dirty clothes, sandy hair un comfy pillows A debutant killed in the night- six candles lit, no flashing lights And today I knocked on two front doors One let me in and pretended I wasn’t there The other didn’t open but I knew That someone was in there Then I went to my car and listened to some old ska songs And listened like it was the summer College life, dirty clothes, sandy hair un comfy pillows A debutant killed in the night- six candles lit, no flashing lights With each passing day, I seem more aware Of not knowing anything and falling behind I wonder why I can’t stop it all But I’m trying to get on the right track However, it’s hard trying to set things right When everything just feels so wrong College life, dirty clothes, sandy hair un comfy pillows A debutant killed in the night- six candles lit, no flashing lights Absurdist plays were studied last Friday I didn’t read the one we were suppose to But I cheated and got 10 out of 10 on the multiple choice In discussion, I heard everything I needed to know To understand, that in my life I’m about as absurd as you can go, it’s what I do It’s who I am College life, dirty clothes, sandy hair un comfy pillows A debutant killed in the night- six candles lit, no flashing lights [comments] => 3 [counter] => 189 [topic] => 73 [informant] => Franciswolf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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