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Brats

Member since 2004 · Posted 25 Jul 2004 · Edited 3 Aug 2004 · 4 comments

He, brat Sleep so sound Living on the softer ground She, brat Look so keen Living in a toy machine You, brat Mind so bright Living one more day to fight We, brats Speak so proud Living lost within the crowd

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[8] Shuushin 27-Jul-04/11:00 AM Reply

pretty catchy, really. I think the last stanza brings it down a notch though. What else might go there?

a fun piece.

[9] Dan garcia-Black 27-Jul-04/7:42 PM Reply

I know it would be a major grammar gaff but I hear it as "He brat, She brat, You brat, Me brat." Even so, it's endearing.

[9] Dan garcia-Black 4-Aug-04/7:55 AM Reply

Nice re-write.

[8] Dovina 4-Aug-04/5:34 PM Reply

We're all brats, aren't we?