BRUCE MARTONE


Mama I Feel Like A Prisoner - Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

OH MAMA HE MY GUILDING LIGHT
MY DREAM COME TRUE
AND YES I WANT TO MARRY HIM
I THINK HE GONNA ASK ME TONIGHT.
AND THAT WAS THEN THIS IS NOW,
AND I FEEL LIKE A PRISONER
EVER SINCE I SAID I DO
I FEEL LIKE A PRISONER
AND I CAN'T GET AWAY FROM YOU,
SO MAMA IF HE CALLS
TELLING I'M NOT HOME
I WENT TO THE GYM
I JUST WANT TO BE ALONE
JUST FOR TONIGHT
AND I PROMISE YOU MAMA
IN THE MORNING I'LL MAKE IT RIGHT
BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE A PRISONER
EVER SINCE I SAID I DO
I FEEL LIKE A PRISONER
AND THERE NOTHING I CAN DO
NOW MAMA YOU WERE RIGHT
I GUESS I WAS BLINDEN BY HIS LIGHT
BUT STILL THERE NOTHING I CAN DO
BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE A PRISONER
EVER SINCE I MET HIM
I FEEL LIKE A PRISONER
EVER SINCE I SAID I DO
I FEEL LIKE A PRISONER
AND MAYBE HE DOES TO

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Comments about Mama I Feel Like A Prisoner by BRUCE MARTONE

  • Rookie rago rago (4/27/2009 1:32:00 AM)

    You are not a prisoner.........yu have just penned well as outside the prison. A free flow of rhymes. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 27, 2009



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