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Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord to tell everyone about that time at Ronnie's house when I smashed the beer bottle over my own head.
This is really good.
REALLY good.
It doesn't seem like such a good poem, because of it's playful nature, but this makes great use of the English language.
Apathy; that's good, I had fun writing so I hoped would find it fun
Cradle; I hardly get laughs for my work, so that's nice to hear
Ophelia; Thanks, it really means a lot hearing that from a writer of your caliber. That's why I was reluctant to post it at first, because it was kind of goofy and not "deep" like "poetry is supposed to be"
