Sunday, 21 February 2010

Their Whiplash

I think its time to crash

When the day looks like its hashed

Because everyone in it just lash

Lose tongues utter words that are crass

And continue on to unreservedly bash

They care not but to hurt; flash after flash

All importantly discarding your thoughts away as if trash

End all discussion they do, with their incessant whiplash!

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