01 November 2008

Bad habits (Poem)

Yeah’ you heard me right
that is what I said .
Now, you ask me why ?
well that is my new bad habit
Now I swear
I know it is not nice
But that is just the point
Bad habits are bad habits
are bad habits
give me a tick till I
put off this cigarette
As I was saying love
I was bored stiff
with my old ones
I fancied a new
No it ain’t passing phase
I stick to my habits
I'll tell you
Like the penchant to
stringing together words
in to peculiar sentences
breaking them at odd places
to make it appear
a prose

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