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Punk is just a torn T Shirt
with stale beer stains and cigarette burns
It's been tossed into a hamper
and cycled through the wash too many times
The once scarlet "A" has faded
The collar appears to have been chewed on
(Blame the family Labradoodle.)
At some point, somebody splashed bleach on it
dragged it through dirt
(Damn that Labradoodle.)
It's seen the inside of a hundred mosh pits
and roughly the same number of jail cells
Both resulting in blood and sweat stains
and some ink from fresh tattoos
But now it just rests on a coat hanger
toward the back of a walk-in closet
Just behind the college pull-over
but always in front of the sweater vest
- by SilvertongueSagittarius |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/15/2011 |
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- Title: Punk Rock
- Artist: SilvertongueSagittarius
- Description: A free form for NaPoWriMo. About our good friend, Punk Rock, who was officially declared dead the day "Let the Dominoes Fall" was released.
- Date: 04/15/2011
- Tags: punk rock
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- Morbid Humour - 04/24/2011
- Bonus points for using the word 'Labradoodle.' Oh, and there is some fantastic imagery in this work. I can't thank you enough for paying attention to grammar, spelling and formatting. It makes any written work much more pleasurable to read. 5/5. smile
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