Thursday, February 21, 2008

When I

When I was younger
Twenty and four
My smile needed improvement
So I did a little bit more
Railroad tracks of silver told
The smiles of riches
Pure solid gold
My mind and I could plainly see
The wealth of the hold that would stick to me
So off I went with casual flair
With comfort in the ride that would take me there
Well I bought the ticket and took my seat
And everything was fine until the dark would meet
My mind was in a frenzy puffing smoke to
From the dark night of the tunnel
That I would have to make it through
There was no stopping now
The train was running the track
No pull over wow
No turn around to go back
It was a wicked ride but I made it through
One night in slime of mind bending goo
Brought me a beautiful smile
That developed over time to
At last the tracks hit the end of the line
My smile met an open view
Happy I was with the conductor to
Until the mention of the retainer
That I still had to wear through
But it was better I must say
I could spit it out of my mouth
If I couldn't tolerate it that day
A much easier time for me
It was my choice if I chose to
Just smile and be



















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