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I’m Trapped…..

I have become trapped, in a machine of my own making.

My life has ground to a halt, squeaking and creaking.

Just kidding, I’m doing quite well.

This is what I tell myself, myself, yes myself.

Whatever this “poem” means to you, cherish it’s meaning like your own private garden.

A Star Wars marathon is on the cards, “Luke, I am your father”.

I’m rambling and ranting like a petulant school-boy,

I’m remembering a disapproving teacher I had, named Mr. Troy.

All the other kids made fun of his ways,

Personally, I liked him, his “vegetable” jokes were the craze of the day.

He met with a cruel end, fired by the school for hitting a child.

He walked the walk of shame, smoking Marlboro Milds.

Truly a badass, he certainly was.

Look, I’m talking like Yoda, the Star Wars influence begun, has.

 

Ciao. (Italian for goodbye) 😉

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2 thoughts on “I’m Trapped…..

  1. You´re going nuts here! I like it.
    By the way what if I told you I´m Yoda, we can have a Star War´s fight.

    Posted by charlypriest | December 18, 2013, 12:28 pm

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