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And I resumed the struggle. -Vladimir

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Poem For Sunday

Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me
I think they're O.K.
If they don't give me proper credit
I just walk away
They can beg and they can plead

But they can't see the light,
Cause the boy with the cold hard cash
Is always Mister Right,
'cause we are
Living in a material world

And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl
Some boys romance, some boys slow dance

That's all right with me
If they can't raise my interest then I
Have to let them be
Some boys try and some boys lie but

I don't let them play
Only boys who save their pennies
Make my rainy day, 'cause they are
Living in a material world

And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl
Boys may come and boys may go

And that's all right you see
Experience has made me rich
And now they're after me, 'cause everybody's
Living in a material world

And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl

3 Comments:

  • At October 30, 2005 3:34 PM, Blogger Laurie said…

    Ooh, scary!

     
  • At October 30, 2005 4:20 PM, Blogger spiral said…

    A material,
    A material,
    A material . . .

    And, unfortunately, pink has made its way back into the material world. Just be glad you don't have to close your eyes from the glow.

    Then, again, pink on veggies? Could be quite a statement. Kidding.

     
  • At October 31, 2005 4:03 PM, Blogger amy said…

    is this in reference to someone in particular?

    and what on EARTH is going on with the quarantine sign at the entrance to your holler?

     

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