went back to see my old blog today and found this. in retrospect it was oddly prophetic, although the details weren't quite as such nor do i carry the sort of violent sentiment expressed in this short exercise. funny how everything's turned out okay and despite having lived through darkness which i can't quite recall now i'm doing quite fabulously thank you very much.

still, thought i'd put it up here for your amusement and my appreciation of my own wit, ha.


------Monday, August 07, 2006

I wrote this in my TESOL class the other day. The instructor gave us the first line and we were supposed to write a few more lines and put a line under the words that are stressed (in tone). Quite an interesting assignment.

Now that you’re leaving and I’m all alone
You took the car , the money, and cellular phone
Ran off with that beep, even took the dog
I’m sitting here crying in the broken home
But one day I’ll track you down and break your leg
You won't even see me coming your way
You’ll cry you’re sorry you’ll be on your knees
When that one days comes I’ll be all okay

I have a feeling this is how rappers write their stuff. So much anger!

Note: this is not autobiographical.

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