Fane Oat Poems
|6.||The Rhapsody Of Riding A Horse||10/17/2007|
|7.||Searching For Safe And Sound||10/22/2007|
|9.||The White Stallion||10/15/2007|
|11.||You Will Never Be Alone||10/15/2007|
Comments about Fane Oat
I got mixed up with the wrong gang,
They smoked Marijuana and said lots of slang.
I said ‘sure, ’ just to be cool,
But now you know, that I was a fool.
I was trying to be popular, as you can see,
I knew I shouldn’t of done it, I guarantee.
Now I’m sitting in my sullen grave,
Letting out tears, for I am depraved.
Throughout my very last days, I had a world of pain,
‘Cause smoking was ‘cool, ’ but damaged your brain.
So all them youngsters, ‘round about,
Please don’t smoke, you can do fine without.
It’s a sad habit, that none of us should possess.