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Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Tangerines
Category: Poetry/LyricsTangerines
Whenever I am despondent
And wondering what life means
I sit in my recliner
And peel some tangerines
Now I know that life’s a mystery
And more senseless than it seems
But somehow it’s not so empty
When I’m eating tangerines
I used to sit and ponder
Why God is screwing with my dreams
But now it’s not an issue
I just worship tangerines
Now you may think me a blasphemer
Someone wrapped in petty schemes
But I’m nothing but a dreamer
And not given to extremes
But if I needed a redeemer
I’d choose a tangerine
Posted by tobiash on 10/25 at 10:26 AM
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