you pass the secret entrance every week
this is no mystery in open air
not knowing what it is you do not seek
such matters do not seem to us unique
with little need and so much time to spare
you pass the secret entrance every week
we know you almost always have to freak
so many reasons you would have to swear
not knowing what it is you do not seek
at times like these there's good cause for critique
we are caught up by princedoms of pure fear
you pass the secret entrance every week
you aren't allowed to envy the most chic
it's almost too much for the wise to bear
not know what it is you do not seek
so duty tells us when we have to speak
and does not give us signs of what is fair
you pass the secret entrance every week
not knowing what it is you do not seek
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
03 May 2008
oblivious
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