Sign me up for the American dream
Locked behind my picket fence
I'll smile and not let out a scream
Pretend that things aren't getting tense
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When life meets language, sometimes art is the result. I offer these musings for you to decide. Straight forward, rhythmic and rhyming verses about matters of the heart. Just the way I like my poetry. Maybe you like that too.)
American Dream
Sign me up for the American dream
Locked behind my picket fence
I'll smile and not let out a scream
Pretend that things aren't getting tense
Reality always sets in
Like a vise around your beating heart
Arguments you'll never win
Growing bored you grow apart
I know I'm not the only one
Staring through the prison bars
I'll steal the keys, we'll have some fun
Show and heal each other's scars.