22 April 2009

Some Kind of Liking For Those Dreadful Things

Considering everything you've done for me,
I guess I shouldn't complain so much.
You provide a means of transportation
and you refuse to leave me hanging.

Sometimes you get lazy, but don't we all at times?
It's all right. I forgive you.
You still allow me to get from point A to point B -
and in a relatively safe manner at that!

It turns out that I couldn't live as I do without you.
I'd go insane without you, always a step away.
So, when it all comes down to it, feet:
You complete me.

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