My current trend in writing is to treat it like bits of code. Debugging as time goes on (fixing spelling/grammarish issues).

Most of these poems will rest the way they are written, but given time and interest many will see a patches or 2 before it is over.

2.07.2006

empty spaces in cheese

i want my freedom to come to me
i want my cheese to be Swiss
i don't want to be the majority
i want to be in a fraternity

i wanna be work at a big box
like a twinkie with a side of cheese
i will bitch and i will moan
until the cows come home
i want a clone that is different
different but the same
i want to go to disneyland
i don't want to leave my home

i want my culture to be foreign
i want my cheese to be Swiss
i don't want to be the majority
i want to be in a fraternity

fax myself to heaven
stay high with the angels
wont want to come back down
can nail me to you cross if you please
a new martyr for you supper market candles
i'm not a image for you mantel
i'm not a idol for you dashboard
i'm no a mr potato head
there will be no skin off my nose

i want my car to burn foriegn oil
i want my cheese to be Swiss
i don't want to be the majority
i want to be in a fraternity

sometimes yell
sometimes scream
be the pirate
sail the seas
just give me twenty six types of processed cheese
just give me twenty six types of processed cheese

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