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It’s Saturday night. walking down the street to amc 14 i'm gonna watch "shrek forever after" in 3d with my homies. On a Saturday night, I’m by the jungle with its screaming kids, games of “marco polo”, and noises of the arcade on floor two. Further down the street, there’s pizza my heart. The oven’s going, And my nose detects pepperoni. Within minutes, I’m savoring the hot cheese that refuses to detach itself from my mouth. I pass that Verizon wireless store, so quiet With no one in it. Just barely peeking in the door, I already feel melancholy. My friends are all already there, waiting, Laughing, Chattering away. And I wait in the line To buy a ticket as The crisp night air surrounds me This Saturday night. A star – the only one in sight. Quickly, I close my eyes And make a wish. Fifteen minutes into the movie, With my 3d glasses on, I’m already dodging the dew of shrek’s sneeze. It may just be my imagination, But I can almost swear I got hit by something. Someone’s throwing popcorn at me. It hits my arm; One got me in the eye. I hurl some back In the direction it came from. And I can’t help but love This Saturday night. |
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It’s forty-five minutes after nine. And standing on your front porch tonight, With fireflies flitting in a circle round, I look down upon your (beautiful/pretty/lovely/SOMETHING MUSHY) face. My heart, it pounds away With such an astonishing speed ~ |
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Dull roar of cannons. Poison gas is everywhere. It’s all a fury Of insanity let loose. Is no one in their right mind? Take in a deep breath Of this fresh evening air. July crickets chirp Within the hidden background. Walk outside – serenity. |