People Poems · PHOTO-0721
Sim, Plumbob, Green

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Sim, Plumbobs, Green
by chris the poet
We're all just basically Sims out here,
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I mean, essentially, we go abou
routines, half the time without rhyme o
unless your Sim script includes being «
which case you might rhyme. Do Sims know
Could they conceive it in their little plumbob
Crowned heads? Can we? What am I doing but just baz
ing the keys on this sage green machine
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I move my hands and the tim
in my little car and become traffic before becoming
some guy at home, and for all I know, some cruel
God on their desktop will wall me in for no reason
like the guy in the Cask of Amontillado...did
Edgar Allen Poe play the Sims? Something something
rhymes with Sims...Sims who smoke Virginia Slims...
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