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[sid] => 151793
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Humdrum
[time] => 2009-07-29 09:12:22
[hometext] => Isn't life dull...
[bodytext] => I'm bored of getting old at home, A bored old boy am I. I long for adventure, thrills, excess, It's a longing that won't die. I'm fed up of being fed this filth, And I'm frankly sick of work. I feel to flee right out to see, Would find this bored old boy a smirk. But at this rate as the bus comes late, And I'm left standing quite irate. I sense this state of loathsome hate, Won't hesitate to stay and bate. The life I seek so disparate, Till fate dictates that I must wake. And make my tracks to the gates of hate, And lounge in the lakes of my mistakes. So forgive my estimate so wry, That I, yes I, will live and die. In a life so humdrum, irksome, dry, Oh, a bored old boy am I. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 140 [topic] => 7 [informant] => Jenko [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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