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Haiku

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I convinced myself.oriental

Someday, you’ll love me.

Why don’t you say so?

Massage my temples please.

Make me feel Oriental.

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January 22, 2009 at 6:39 am

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I’ve Got the Blues for Ya Baby

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Somehow, although I wrote this a couple of days ago. Little did I know how prophetic it might be. This is sung to adairyskog standard 12 bar blues. The highest percentage of blue songs always start, “I woke up this morning.” I think that is hilarious. So mine does too:


I woke up this morning
And found that I was alone.
So I tried to send you a message
But you stole my cellphone

I got the blues for you baby
But I ain’t your door mat.
I got news for you baby.
I’m gone now. (Lady ) you can believe
that.

So I went to the credit union.
ATM to get a buck
Showed a zero balance…
I thought what the …..?
—- Problem is
I got the blues for you baby
But I ain’t your door mat.
I got news for you baby.
I’m gone now. (Lady ) you can believe
that.

Instrumental

Israel and Hamas
and the Capital of Iraq
And with this slow of economy
Our only hope is Obama, Barrack

I got the blues for you baby
But I ain’t your door mat.
I got news for you baby.
Lets hope for the best. Believe that.

I felt asleep at my computer
Trying to finish up my blog
Fell asleep only to wake up
To the teeth of a Dairy Skog

I got the blues for you baby
But I ain’t your door mat.
I got news for you baby.
Lets hope for the best. Believe that.

Written by gettheconcept

January 6, 2009 at 7:01 am

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No key.

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I can knock.
But do you want to hear?
I have no key.

You have no answer.
A wooden door have I.
Offering splinters, but
No light.

And the cold floor.
Do you hear me?
I can knock.
But I don’t.

No light.
No fear.
I feel empty.

No key.

Written by gettheconcept

October 17, 2008 at 4:16 am

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If You Would Listen, Tonight.

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Please let me know.
If you want to let me go.
Its not me. Its not you.
It’s just a dark hall.
I’m feeling kind a small

So do you wanna say goodbye.
I wanna try.
To say hello.
To say goodbye.

Only if I knew
What you think.
Help me please.
If you want let me go.
Please let me go.

Please please text me.
Please don’t perplex me.
I can say hello.
I can say goodbye.
I can say I’m sorry.
I can say I’m sorry.
Again.

If you’d listen
Tonight,

If you’d listen
Tonight.

Please text me.
Please don’t perplex me.
I can say hello.
I can say goodbye.
I can say I’m sorry
I can say I’m sorry.
Again.

Help me be still, and let you run. Away.

Written by gettheconcept

September 30, 2008 at 7:12 am

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