The Roundabout

Life is like a roundabout
One min your in the next your out
It's kinda like a sea of mist
Although you know you have a list
Of chorse to do before you die
So grab yourself an aliby
Grab one fast and make it quick
This life we lead is rather sick

Our life we have can make you sad
Alas my friend be good not bad
Coz if your bad you cant be good
So throw away your pointed hood
And guns and knives and hatred too
And find a friend whos just like you
And make that friend a special one
Hold their hand and sing this song

Life is like a roundabout
One min your in the next your out
Life is like a sea of sands
So find a bro and hold his hand
Life to me is too unreal
Like a giant ant or a talking whale
Lifes a bitch and then you die
So give us a smile and say goodbye!

by Mark Eyre

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Symbols, memories...I read this poem because its title reminded me of my 'The Girl Roundabout Attendant', you can find it in PH. A need of friendship for this author, he sure deserves it. Well written poem. All that roundabout...