trudy gordon

Rookie (11-04-90 / new york)


Poem by trudy gordon

when i am bored
i day dream
im driving a ford
and im back home on my football team

i hang out with my friends
and i chill by a lake
until the day ends
i dont realize that it is all fake

when i am bored
i day dream
im part of an evil hoard
becoming mad i begin to scream

taking over
all the men
taking cover
in a den

i love when i get bored
cuz it is so much fun
if i wasnt bored
i would never have much fun

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 24, 2009

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