oh zillion you do intrigue me
why do you wish me to feel so bad
when i can't help but feel so good
at being so deliciously naughty
what's the glory that you gain?
i beg you, as you read this, do not become irate
i confess to you i have nothing better to do in my current state
such a long, boring shift at work where all i do is wait
i'm just so sure, there's no possible way that u r not 2 luv this
but we don't need much talk about me no more
when we ain't talked about you much yet
and i've done proved already there ain't lots to me so far
without a doubt karma currently hates me
so, who are you dear zillion
you've let me terribly disconnected
leaving me to cry alone in my pathetic little cubicle
i weep, dear zillion, just for you
Author notes
sorry, but i really was bored "in my pathetic little cubicle" when your little challenge bopped alone. so, my apology is really for using ur (see, i still can't help myself) contest for my entertainment.
A contest entry
- call me nothing by zillion.
550 points, ended November 9, 2007, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I really, really like this. It's so interesting and unusual, the way you've worded it, and that's just what this site needs, something a bit different. I really love your message also, it's deep and also very thought-provoking, I found.
Nice one, keep it up!
ELW x
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lol, oh lord in heaven.
Jeez, I needed this.
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Hmmm... this is strange. I think that, if you'd used proper grammar and words instead of chat speak, it would've been a bit more profound, but the message is really----interesting, and a good concept. Good job!
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