Thursday, June 9, 2011

An Offshore Account

All by oneself,
An incoherent gulf,
When you are done,
When the wind blows just for fun,
A Nazi sympathizer,
A tornado appetizer,
And just like the wind you follow the scent,
This tweet is not yet sent,
Close enough to launch hostilities,
Turning tables it is,
Cause you shouldn't let it,
Fix your esteem a plate of cheat,
Its your duty not to substitute,
Simply wear a cloth that the launder sees you suit,
Look into the mirror and see through your true insights,
You are who you are whether you are wrong or right under the lights,
Don't settle for less,
You just have you to impress,
Change, get a nose job, but that won't change the way you breathe,
You'll still feel the same earth beneath,
Somewhere only you know,
Not just your birth place but its where you grow,
A passing wind,
Needs no crazy diet to unwind,
Its just an offshore account,
Its not necessarily what makes you count.

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