Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Scottish Miserablism

Balmy room, balmy room
filled with gloom, gloom
and doom fills this room.

"Welcome! Welcome!
Sit and talk, sit and give
us your views, there's
nine things to choose!"

chirp chirp

Not that there were
birds in the room, the
balmy room filled with
gloom, but the feeling
was rigid as a loom.

chirp chirp

People sitting, quiet like
a riot, a riot of hot breath
on cold air, the aether
locked in a great battle.

chirp chirp

Balmy room, balmy room
filled with gloom, gloom
and doom fills this room.

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