Spin Din End.
by 
Lawrenco
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Posted: 09 December 2004 Word Count: 126 Summary: A little late in posting the Blue Fan exercise.I am not sure how it comes over so would invite crititism,your thoughts. |
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Outside they bicker ,inside loudly fan blades flicker.
Ever new constant breze,keeps me cool.
I stare over it;and I wonder at the endless,endless,blue.
Pack my bags a holiday date due.
And I wonder at the endless endless blue.
Bladed spin caught up in a corrupt,wind whirling din.
Spined air,can resonate ,the commotion outside overpowers.
There`s a push at the door,to my final hour?
And I wonder at the endless,endless,blue.
A gun in my hand ,dead body on the deck.
I throw the fan,and I wonder at the endless endless blue
Grease ball vigilantes eye balling after my neck.
And I wonder at the endless,endless blue.
Appeal looks good ,give justice a place to view.
remiss of a fan ,in a cell for something I didn`t do.
Ever new constant breze,keeps me cool.
I stare over it;and I wonder at the endless,endless,blue.
Pack my bags a holiday date due.
And I wonder at the endless endless blue.
Bladed spin caught up in a corrupt,wind whirling din.
Spined air,can resonate ,the commotion outside overpowers.
There`s a push at the door,to my final hour?
And I wonder at the endless,endless,blue.
A gun in my hand ,dead body on the deck.
I throw the fan,and I wonder at the endless endless blue
Grease ball vigilantes eye balling after my neck.
And I wonder at the endless,endless blue.
Appeal looks good ,give justice a place to view.
remiss of a fan ,in a cell for something I didn`t do.
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