No , I can't write like those famous writers can
You know them, Byron or Keats, I'm just a simple man
A starving artist, yes I missed a meal or two
Always a letter or a telephone call to remind me that the rent is due
Someday soon I'll be kicked out into the street
To live in a refrigerator box with no MTV!
Disgusted and always depressed
Buried under a mountain of paper, who do I call to clean up this mess?
What a life? I feel as though I am moving in reverse
Stalled on the information highway, God, how I feel that my life is cursed You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
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