Um, for English we ahd to write an elegy to a deceased person,a nd I did one for Elliott Smith, its called the Metal Plucker. Thought you might like it.

The Metal Plucker

The metal plucker picked up his pick
Began to play the thing and made it big
He spilled out his life to his devoted fans
Slowly climbed the ranks of indie bands.

Elliott, the lyrics were great
No one saw the unexpected: your fate.
Maybe it was the fame or lack there of
But we still listen in, because

You were there for us, we were there for you
We know you’re up there, how’s the view.
Its too late for thanks, its too late to say
You were an amazing musician and still are to this day.

check out this convo form the chat:
.Justin.: check out my poem for elliott smith 
kyle_s9: i saw 
.Justin.: the topic is called elegy for elliott 
.Justin.: oh nice 
kyle_s9: i didn't even know he was dead 
.Justin.: hahahahhahaha 

Kyle, we are not friends anymore.

I've been listenign to FABOTH 2 alot lately.

i love between the bars

great song

wow. now i've been listen to him ALOT. man, i'm late on listening to him, it's a shame. i really love his stuff

not if its an elegy

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haha... oh dear