Passing time

A piece of pie
High in the sky
Burnt little lump

Mounts of leaves
High as the knees
Dead like a stump

Wait wait
Wait wait
Wait some fucking more

Wait on the street
Wait in the snow
Wait till you grow, outgrow

outgrow life
outgrow time
outgrow the slime

learn to eat
that piece of pie
with a slice of lime

you know,
wait till you learn to make lemonade or something.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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