Blah blah blah
Ta ta ta
Blah blah blah
Ta ta ta
Slow poetry night,
Elvis has left the building
Kitchen closed
Cooks gone
Restaurant empty
Neon lights switched off
What the heck am I waiting for
Hmmmmmmmmmmm
Total melt down
No a single thought up there
Yawn yawn yawn
Going to bed!
Blah blah.....blah
Ta ta.....ta
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! ! ! ! !
Copyright leaking Pen 2012
Feb 28 2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem