FEELING SICK (written on an airsickness bag)
Wed, 31/12/2008 - 21:21 | 
On a plane
Oh the pain
40 hours
40 years
Going round and round
The carrousel
With no luggage
Travelling light
Less to carry
But you rush
What’s your hurry?
Got to get there
Then the next place
But the smile has left your face
Destination?
Not this station
Got frustration?
Need elation?
Oh the pain
On this plane
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hahaha, love the poem mate!
hahaha, love the poem mate! i can totally relate to it, so, so true in every way...
nice poem I love peoms that
nice poem I love peoms that was a very cool peom I made one up at the hair dressers
Math
addition, subtraction, division, too they
all = up to you, you mind and your brain are the
same, everything you see can be added by ME
bronwyn.