3.09.2009

Nice

Nice is twice
The word
You’ll ever be
So stop the propa
Ganda
You think you’re such a
Rebel
To sneer at me
Say a word that better describes so perfectly what I define?
You can’t
So use me
Say me love me
And don’t be insulted
When you’re confronted
Or complimented
With my name
I’m nice I’m here
'Til the next Shakespere
Invents a better word for you all
To use to death
Through a lack of your own
Imagination.

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