Treasure Island

Kevin Seales


All the little pieces of paper
Cut up all over the floor
Today I'd hoped it'd be safer
Coming through Amanda's door

Once again I proved myself wrong
I'm trying to make a point
But keeping this up it wont be long
Before I can say oink oink

I'm trying not to say that your room is a mess
But honey just do me a favor
Just put up the chairs and i'll do the rest
And try not to leave all that paper

So next time I come into your room
I wont be feeling the sorrow
I'll sweep the floor and pick up my broom
And continue on tomorrow

Submitted: Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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