me oh my
through the depth of time
i found the memory
of my love and crime
sway this way dance on dance on
I'm not a pet
i love this song
pick a pocket
steel some jewels
I'm not a human so
i wont regret
the things Ive saute
have all been bout
i need no introduction
no help nothing
I'm the monkey on the street
dancing to put meet
on my owners table
Author notes
Written July 23rd, 2003
A contest entry
- Past Memories by SilverxXxShadow.
250 points, ended July 24, 2003, 27 entries
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Comments
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This was a...er...different piece....a different kind of memory than most of us. It was a very interesting poem. I enjoyed it though. Thank you for entering my contest...good luck.
~Shadow -
nice work, keep writing I wanna c more
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Good work, although a couple of spelling errors, is saute supposed to be sought and bout supposed to bought. Other than that some good work.
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