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<div style="border:1px dotted #4682B4;padding:5px; background-color:#F0F8FF">This poem does not need too much explanation, I wrote it while listening to a track from the Final Fantasy VII album... good stuff. The story does not relate to my life in any way... which made it even more entertaining to write. Regardless, "Five Years" explains the years in between each status... scenario. It's not supposed to be funny... so please assume otherwise if you laugh --- and finally notice the T.I. T.I. pattern... I put that there for flow, and so readers could feel as connection with all of the entries without actually knowing of the connection.</div>
<div style="border:1px dotted #4682B4;padding:5px; background-color:#F0F8FF">This poem does not need too much explanation, I wrote it while listening to a track from the Final Fantasy VII album... good stuff. The story does not relate to my life in any way... which made it even more entertaining to write. Regardless, "Five Years" explains the years in between each status... scenario. It's not supposed to be funny... so please assume otherwise if you laugh --- and finally notice the T.I. T.I. pattern... I put that there for flow, and so readers could feel as connection with all of the entries without actually knowing of the connection.</div>


[[Category: Literature]]
[[Category: Literature]] [[Category: Poems]]

Revision as of 16:56, 6 April 2015

Ivory Slugs - From Bones to Bullets is a poem written by Greg in early 2004. He posted it to his Mr Odd website.

Poem

Today I lost my first tooth.

Now my face hurts a little...

I guess…


I lost my tooth cause I bit my dad…

…when he tried to hit my mom.

She doesn’t need to hurt like I do.


Five Years


Today I found out I was the best student in class.

Everyone glares at me because of it though..

I don’t care...


I’m the best student.. some say it’s because I’m smart,

But the truth is I Cheat at everything I do.

Thanks to the internet...


Five Years


Today I got my first car.

The engine tends to mutter as if it’s dying though...

It still runs… right?


I “own” this car because some other guy didn’t want it bad enough…

When I put the gun in his face, a ll he did was ruin these seats.

Bastard…


Five Years


Today I was arrested for the first time…

Today I was almost a rich man…

If that security guard wouldn’t have pulled out his gun,

I wish I could say it was a good thing.

Poor tellers…

It was his fault…


I sit in this cell because five people are dead…

I’ve committed the largest felony in the state they say…

All because I wanted some money,

They say a lot of things.

At least I’m alive…

And now I wish I were dead...


Until Death

This poem does not need too much explanation, I wrote it while listening to a track from the Final Fantasy VII album... good stuff. The story does not relate to my life in any way... which made it even more entertaining to write. Regardless, "Five Years" explains the years in between each status... scenario. It's not supposed to be funny... so please assume otherwise if you laugh --- and finally notice the T.I. T.I. pattern... I put that there for flow, and so readers could feel as connection with all of the entries without actually knowing of the connection.