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Ein Gedicht über Lügen, Alk und Drogen |
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geschrieben am: 27.05.2001 um 15:09 Uhr
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so dann will ich mal wieder ein Mäpple aufmachen... Hab doch tatsächlich neulich meine Festplatte a wengle aufgeräumt und dabei dieses Gedicht gefunden. wie findet ihrs?
Jenny was so happy about the house they had found.
For once in her life ‘twas on the right side of town.
She unpacked her things with such a great ease
As she watched the new curtains blow in the breeze.
How wonderful it was to have her own room.
School would be starting, she ‘d have friends over soon.
There ‘d be sleep-overs and parties, she was so happy.
ItÂ’s just the way she wanted her life to be.
On the first day of school everything went great.
She made new friends and even got a date!
She thought, “I want to be popular and I’m going to be,
Because I just got a date with the star of the team!”
To be known in this school you had to have a clout,
And dating this guy would sure help her out.
There was only one problem stooping her fate.
Her parents had said she was to young to date.
“Well I just won’t tell them the entire truth.
They won’t know the difference, so what’s there to loose?”
Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night.
Her parents frowned but the said, “All right.”
Excited she got ready for the big event.
But as she rushed through the house like she had no sense,
She began to feel guilty about all these lies,
Bt whatÂ’s a pizza, a party and a moonlight ride?
Well, the pizza was good and the party war great.
But the moonlight ride would have to wait.
For Jeff was half drunken by this time.
But he kissed her and said he was just fine.
Then the room filed with smoke and Jeff took a puff.
Jenny couldnÂ’t believe he was smoking that stuff.
Now Jeff was ready to ride to the point.
But only after he ‘d smoked another joint.
They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride.
Not thinking that Jeff was too drunken to drive.
They finally made it to the point at last,
And Jeff was trying to make a pass.
A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all.
(And by a pass, I donÂ’t meaning playing football.)
“Perhaps my parents were right… maybe I am too young.
Boy how could I ever, ever be so dumb?”
With all of her might she pushed Jeff away,
“Please take me home, I don’t want to stay.”
Jeff ranked up the engine and floored the gas.
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geschrieben am: 27.05.2001 um 15:10 Uhr
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In a matter of seconds they were going to fast.
As Jeff drove on with a fit of wild anger,
Jenny knew that her life was in danger.
She begged and pleaded for him to slow down,
But he just got faster as they neared the town.
“Just let me get home! I’ll confess that I lied!
I really went out for a moonlight ride.”
Then all of a sudden she saw a big flash.
“Oh God, please help us! We’re going to crash!”
She doesnÂ’t remember the force of impact.
Just that everything all of a sudden wend black.
She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble,
And if the people in the other car involved in the wreck.
then wondered to herself if Jeff was all right.
And if the people in the other car were alive.
She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad.
“You’ve been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad.”
These voices echoed inside her head,
As they gently told her that Jeff was dead.
They said, “Jenny, we’ve done all we can do,
But it looks as if we will lose you, too.”
“But what’s with the people in the other car?” Jenny cried.
“We’re sorry, Jenny, they also died.”
Jenny prayed, “God forgive me for what I have done,
I only wanted to have just one night of fun.
Tell those peoples family, IÂ’ve made their live dim,
and I wish I could return their families to them.
Tell mum and dad IÂ’m sorry I lied.
And that itÂ’s my fault so many have died.
Oh, nurse, won’t you tell them that for me?”
The nurse just stood there – she never agreed.
But took JennyÂ’s hand with tears in her eyes
And a few moments later Jenny died.
A man asked the nurse, “Why didn’t you do your best
To bid that girl her one last request?”
She looked at the man with eyes so sad.
“Because the people in the other car were her mum and dad.”
This story is dad and unpleasant but true,
so young people take heed, it could have been YOU!
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geschrieben am: 27.05.2001 um 15:13 Uhr
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[i]wuah so viel English auf einem Haufen 
is aber ganz ok des gedicht  (soweit ichs richtig verstanden hab  )
Anny
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geschrieben am: 27.05.2001 um 15:29 Uhr
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jep schon viel Englisch ich weiss *grinzel* aber es ist meiner Meinung nach recht einfach zu verstehen....
[i]<--- *dumidum* geht jetzt ma a wengle in die sonne[/i]
cya
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geschrieben am: 27.05.2001 um 18:19 Uhr
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hi rauch
traurig ...
<--hat glaube alles verstanden,iss ja echt mies,überleg ma das passiert einem selber.. oje oje
regt zum nachdenken an,soll heißen fein gemacht rauchi
hdl cu bis denne berliner |
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geschrieben am: 27.05.2001 um 18:24 Uhr
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| [i]das is ja ne tolle Geschichte ...aber der berliner hat scho Recht...selbst soll mir das lieber auch net passieren |
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geschrieben am: 28.05.2001 um 18:05 Uhr
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[i]das wünscht man wirklich niemanden...
@berli: *grinzel* meine Beiträge sind doch immer zum drüber nachdenken *zwinkerz*...
*dumdidum...* (<--- irgendwie bin ich dumdidum-krank... es vergeht kein Tag an dem ich das nicht irgendwohin schreibe ahhhhhhhhhhhhh wer kann mich heilen???? *g*)
cya
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