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My Tambourine is Even Mean

Contributed by alasdaircairns on Thursday, 7th September 2006 @ 01:30:33 PM in AEST
Topic: sarcasticpoetry



Have you noticed how skinflints are never skint?
The dollar signs inside their eyes may give them pleasant glint.
I've noticed once I've got the round and can't afford the rent,
They've drunk the drink and kitchen sink, the money's all been spent.

I'm not serene, or libertine, a walking, dorking cash machine,
And though I like my hair pristine,
I just can't keep my bedroom clean,
My tambourine is even mean,It won't tell me the things it's seen,
And though it rattles like a dream,
It never makes the hoover keen.

Have you noticed how dreamers are never rich?
The dollar bills inside the bank are paying of the witch.
I've noticed once I've payed my way I've liquidised my wealth,
So then I drink, (that's when I think), to depricate my health.

I'm not aloof, I'm not some youth, who gambles heirlooms on a hoof,
And though my life feels like a spoof,
I will not jump off from the roof
My microphone is even cheap,But won't make me lose any sleep.
And though my voice is not so deep.
My voice, my choice I choose to keep.




Copyright © alasdaircairns ... [ 2006-09-07 13:30:33]
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Re: My Tambourine is Even Mean (User Rating: 1 )
by Uncertain_Oblivion on Thursday, 7th September 2006 @ 01:55:46 PM AEST
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Hey! This was really cute and very well done! I loved it, plain and simple.


Re: My Tambourine is Even Mean (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 7th September 2006 @ 02:06:13 PM AEST
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A "deep" voice forsakes lightheartedness. And this was a beautifully voiced dose o' lighthearted! Good job, Al! Stay poor and dreamin'.

wabl
KenMoore
cowboy


Re: My Tambourine is Even Mean (User Rating: 1 )
by lillyjane on Thursday, 7th September 2006 @ 04:21:44 PM AEST
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really great love it, skinflints are never skint I know a few of them lol.. xxx




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