From the Memoir of Peter Pan

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Lightning Rod
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From the Memoir of Peter Pan

Post by Lightning Rod » March 22nd, 2008, 1:34 pm

When I grow up, I'll probably learn to keep my mouth shut.
When I grow up, I can drive and have sex and booze
When I grow up, I'll have to pay the bills, take an afternoon snooze

When I grow up, I'll have to take things seriously
When I grow up, I'll have to worry about voting and my ills
When I grow up, there is jury duty and doctors and pills

I don't wanna grow up
"These words don't make me a poet, these Eyes make me a poet."

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Post by Doreen Peri » March 22nd, 2008, 1:49 pm

You don't want to have booze and sex?
Are you Petered out?
What's next?
No more Wendys?
How could you do without?

heh ;)

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Post by westcoast » March 22nd, 2008, 2:00 pm

*lol*

but really, this is a modern classic. love it.

~westcoast

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Post by mtmynd » March 22nd, 2008, 2:11 pm

better to grow up rather than growing out,
but the real trick is growing old without knowing it. :wink:

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Post by Terri » March 22nd, 2008, 11:24 pm

This is probably pretty obvious, but your poem reminds me of Tom Waits' I Don't Wanna Grow Up:

When I see the 5 oclock news
I dont wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes
I dont wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I dont wanna put no money down
I dont wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I dont wanna float a broom
Fall in love and get married then boom
How the hell did I get here so soon
I dont wanna grow up

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Post by Lightning Rod » March 23rd, 2008, 12:03 am

west, you know you've grown up when someone calls you a classic....haha

doreen, no booze or sex? You know me better than that

mt, I don't know nuthin'

terri, small minds think alike
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Post by mnaz » March 23rd, 2008, 3:00 am

Nor do I.

It is found lacking.

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Post by Doreen Peri » March 23rd, 2008, 8:41 am

Sorry, I misunderstood.

In the poem, you say
When I grow up, I can drive and have sex and booze
Then later you say
I don't wanna grow up
So, I figured you decided you didn't want booze and sex any more. I was feeling rather sorry for you. ;)

Glad to hear I know you better than that! :D

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