poem by me at work
famous, on host 206.141.203.177
Thursday, November 18, 1999, at 20:29:51
A NOTE: I did write this myself, it's ficticious of course. Anyone could copy it if needed, but I'd sure like to know about it if you do. :) (this is what happens when I get bored at work)
a long time ago in a nearby land lived a young boy and his old man
they said we've got to get away from here so they jumped in the trailer with all their gear
and set straight off for another home where they'd wind up no one knows.
one day they found a nice little spot on the corner of Route 4 in a parking lot.
and there they stayed until one day the manager of McDonald's said go away!
we can't have people like you 'round here and so off they were again with their gear.
another place was soon in sight and there they parked for the night
this place was nice this place was cool it's the parking lot of a middle school
well the principal yelled this is so crazy you can't live life being this lazy
so the man and son packed up again and set their sights on some home land
once they found the perfect place they needed some cement to help take shape
and so once more they left their home and took a trip to the nearby lowe's.
cement they needed and cement they got enough to build a new parking lot
some started to think these two were insane by building a lot, what could they gain
but those two knew it was a lot they'd need and other lots it soon would breed
and so, the first trailor park was founded right here by an old man, his son and all their gear.
- famous
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