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Uploaded by on Mar 30, 2009

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[telephone rings]

If I die and go to hell real soon,
it will appear to me as this room.
And for eternity I'd lay in bed
in my boxers, half stoned,
with the pillow under my head.

I'd be chatting on the interweb;
maggots prey upon the living dead.
I had no interest in the things she said.
On the phone every day,
I'll permanently hit the hay -- hey.

I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
She touched herself. She touched herself.
I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
I laughed myself to sleep.

At this rate,
I'll be heading for electric chairs.
I'm only human with my cross to bear.
When she described her underwear
I forgot all the rules my rabbi taught me in the old school.

You're too young to be this empty girl
I'll prepare you for a sick dark world
Know that you'll be my down fall.
But I call and I call and I call.

I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
She touched herself. She touched herself.
I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
I laughed myself to sleep.

I don't know what I want.
I don't know what I want.
I don't know what I want.
I don't know what I want.
I don't know what I want. (Met you on the internet)
I don't know what I want. (Met you on the internet)
I don't know what I want. (Met you on the internet)
I don't know what I want. (Met you on the internet)

I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
She touched herself. She touched herself.
I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
I laughed myself to sleep.

(Woah!)

I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
She touched herself. She touched herself.
I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
I laughed myself to sleep.

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  • "If I die and go to hell real soon,

    it will appear to me as this room.

    And for eternity I'd lay in bed

    in my boxers, half stoned,

    with the pillow under my head.

    I'd be chatting on the interweb;

    maggots pray upon the living dead.

    I had no interest in the things she said.

    On the phone every day,

    I'll permanently hit the hay hay." 100 on my poetry final... hell yeah

  • this mans voice is something girls OR guys could masturbate to...

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  • @dog070 really?:)

    

  • @nobleneonstyle the assignment was the write a poem, no length requirements. how can a rhyme be a bad rhyme? its a highschool creative writing class, all you had to do was show up to class. how in the fell can you analyze a poem? a poem is suppose to be a piece of art, you can not critique a piece of art unless it is your own.

  • @nobleneonstyle You, good sir, need to calm yoself

  • @theuntrollableone You don't say...

  • @nobleneonstyle poetry doesn't have to rhyme....

  • @dog070 You're fucking teacher should be fired. That's not even close to poetry, way too short, bad rhymes, obviously your lying or your teacher is knows nothing about poetry.

  • @nobleneonstyle did I ever say poetry professor? NO. Highschool "creative writing"

  • @dog070 Lol a poetry professor would never accept that shit, especially for a final. People are so damn gullible.

  • Whoa they look like 30h 3

  • @dog070 are you serious? xDD

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