Ode to a Comic Book
I found you hidden on the rack
I bought you like you were the newest one
I took you home to never go back
You hit me like a machine gun
Why oh why can't I buy you all?
You're so pretty with your artistic scrawl
Without you all I want to bawl
My friends say I should act my age but
Why can't I buy you all?
Why can't I buy you all?
I know they're mostly for big fat men
But I can't live without those word balloons
Drawn with such a light stroke pen
You put me straight on the midst of the moon
Why oh why can't I buy you all?
You're so pretty with your artistic scrawl
Without you all I want to bawl
My friends say I should act my age but
Why can't I buy you all?
Why can't I buy you all?
And that's about the time my friends all left me
My friends say I should act my age but
Why oh why can't I buy you all?
You're so pretty with your artistic scrawl
Without you all I want to bawl
My friends say I should act my age but
Why can't I buy you all?
Why can't I buy you all?
Why can't I buy you aaaaaaaaaaaall?
Writing a song is hard, especially when you're in love with an animate object that can't love you back. I most definitely can't sing, but I keep humming how I feel it should sound. Somehow it ended up sounding more like a Blink 182 song than something original.
This challenge was most difficult for me because I write poetry like a kindergartner, and my subject matter isn't exactly deep. Will I write another love song? Probably not, but it was a fun challenge.
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