Afternoon, everybody! Got another fun little poem for you here. Please enjoy, friends.
Can’t Wait To Live It
It just doesn’t make any sense!
That’s all I’ve got to say.
So many times I’ll say it
in exasperation!
Wearing a dunce cap,
i ask again,
“Why doesn’t it make any sense!”
I find no answer in the empty space around me.
So why do I continue to float around in empty space,
asking questions of the stars,
stars who might never answer?
Well what else would you have me do?
I’ll float and float until I’m found
and then I’ll tell my story.
They’ll write books and songs about me!
They’ll never know the best parts of the story!
I can’t wait to live them.
Nice one!
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