Wednesday, June 6, 2012
8 Lives
Filthy city tried to put a rope around my neck;
But I loosed the noose, I cheated death.
Evil spirits tried to grab the wheel and make my car and me a wreck;
So I split the tree, and I cheated death.
Silas Cool shot the driver and my bus flew off the bridge;
But I called in sick, and I cheated death.
Depression sent me out to throw my body off a ridge,
Then I stubbed my toe, and I cheated death.
Freshwater sharks were stalking, flipped my little boat,
But I held my breath and I cheated death.
CO2 filled up my room and made me really choke;
Next, sirens woke me up and I cheated death.
Wheel snakebit by pothole, on my skull, potential scars.
I cracked my clavicle, but I cheated death.
Saw my fate in crackled faces of the buddies at the bars,
But I sobered up and I cheated death.
And I could not find a reason why;
No Devils, grinning, pulled me down,
No gods chucked rocks from on-high.
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