Them Worn out Chuck Taylors

His socks were always loose
(the garters had no power)
His hair was host
to 43 species of lice
And he always smelled
kinda sour

His nails were always dirty
and his shoes were so old
(He has worn them for five years
I've been told)
Edwin his pet,
was a sentient mold

But he played great music
that much can be said
He could have been a rockstar
but he drank amonia instead
he skipped the fame part
& went straight to being dead

You want to say
that what he did was stupid
but you never really
knew his pains
Just that he was fun
to talk to
& that his shirt
always had paint stains


: november 2002
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