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Open Question: When will I be famous ? |
With a bent smile When will I be famous ?Ego is not a dirty a word It Seems I’m cuteTrying to hit on the neighbours wifeI look like a capuchin monkeyWith a short fuse I have no parachuteNobody gives me the newsWhile I’m travellingA world considers bruised war & hasteAt the moment I’m under the radar I see Alice in wonderlandtap dancingWith a frog praying Doing rap Later eating cakes at the horse shopTalking to air headsShe looks a bit like MadonnaWith a wrong spastic hair cutDon’t touch me pleaseI like it on topI’ll pack my bags and go I read Harry potterWhen I’m asleepI’m Waiting for JK RowlingIn llama landShe’s told me Harry’s Gone off with a lambDoing hand standsActing as if he’s Keanu Reeves I blame the neighbours dogWho pretends he can act my mates think he’s a skunkmy hairs all goneit’s a hot summer nightI’m always drunk on the sofaFeed my headActing like a punkAlice reveals to me Fire proof your doorCause I’ll break it downWith a tooth pickElementary penguinSinging Hari KrishnaSherlock Holmes go homeNothing really mattersAnyone can seeThese bruised Memories go slithering Down the side road with a handbagLooking for some toadWho happens to be a friendOf greedy McCain eating a boneI think I”II find some yoyoRunaway train to make things rightIs it rebel Jesus Or Norma Jean ?
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