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A “Frankenpo” is a poem made by collecting and rearranging lines from other poems. I cobbled some somg lyrics together for our current situation.
Hey, Where Did We Go?
I picked up my bag, I went looking for a place to hide
Hanging around, nothing to do but frown
Everyday’s an endless stream of cigarettes and magazines
Sometimes you tell the day by the bottle that you drink
I feel stupid and contagious
So let’s go home and draw the curtains
There was a virus goin’ round, papa caught it and he died last spring
Was in the spring, and spring became the summer
I went to the doctor and guess what he told me, guess what he told me
Said, stay at home, boy, you gotta tend the farm
We could stay inside and play games, I don’t know
Molly stays at home and does her pretty face
I’m dying for some action
I’m sick of sitting ’round here trying to write this book
Cause since I’ve come on home, well my body’s been a mess
Either way it’s O.K. you wake up with yourself
Don’t look at it like it’s forever
Between you & me, I can honestly say that things can only get better
High hopes we have for the future, and our goal’s in sight
Open all the doors and let you out into the world
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