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Busker Deva Vu
Contributed by
EndEformEtrancE
on
Wednesday, 5th February 2003 @ 04:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Ive seen you here before,
Same old downbeat tune played on your beetroot red guitar,
Complete with capo perched uselessly on the end.
Thinning hair falls across your forlorn face
As I struggle to tell you politely that the song youre playing
Would sound nicer with at least one upward stroke.
The song finishes and you shuffle off,
Polystyrene cup in hand,
To assault the next carriage with your anti-talent.
And above the rumblings of the train,
I can still hear your endlessly repetitive wailing.
That was just a dream,
Just a dream
Just a dream
Copyright ©
EndEformEtrancE
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2003-02-05 16:40:00]
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Re: Busker Deva Vu
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by roisin on
Wednesday, 5th February 2003 @ 07:48:59 PM AEST
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your man should take a listen to the buskers on the dublin dart......
ta for the read
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