beat generation poetry.

from words to lines,then to several stanzas,i put some ryhmes and other poetry elements to form a poem. well,i find the beat generation theme is damn hard for me,i even squeezed my brain to get them altogether,doesnt mean to be perfect,but it has to have meanings in it.

If she'd been a plain Jane,

She wouldn't have had all the attention,

Nor the crowd be insane,

For all that gold,vision to perfection,

Even the penny burns a hole in her pocket,

Soon she gonna price herself out of the market,

And Henry had to bear her silly brunt,

Screaming and yelling every next time she makes complains,

You've spot the flaw Jenny,

Hit the nails right on the head,

He doesn't say much,

Old Henry,he don't know from nothing;

What do you expect from somebody who don't know from nothing?,

I picked Vogue from the bin
Hot babies every pages

They're fury like Leopard,

Like a wolf in sheep clothing,

Damn people rags to riches,
Dressed up to the nines,

Now lives high off the hos,

And laugh all the way to the bank,

I heard they didn't want that cheap hotel

It was a case of Hobson's choice,

If you want that yellow car,it's still Hobson's choice,

The garage has only one,

Caught in a landslide 

No escape from reality 

Open your eyes 

Look up to the skies and see 

I'm just a poor lady, 

I need no sympathy 

Because I'm easy come, easy go

A little high, little low

Anyway the wind blows, 
Doesn't really matter to me, 

Walked against town people,

With my men beside,weed on lips,

They copped it sweet this night,
and off the cuff,

With the old hats and wear heart on their sleeves,

We keep body and soul together,
Listen and play to Jazz,

And live the life of Riley forever

finally! umm,kalau xpaham pon xpe. at least,i've done one of my assignments.  i feel relief for a moment,gosh! i still have another bundle of works to do! kena perform lagi,Ya Allah,make me strong!