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To: Poet who wrote (1794)	10/1/2002 10:40:40 AM
From: Original Mad Dog	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 7689

Howling at the moon, howling at my TV set, just howling. On the CD player this morning: Fake Plastic Trees Radiohead, from The Bends (1995) Her green plastic watering can For her fake Chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of itself It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out She lives with a broken man A cracked polystyrene man Who just crumbles and burns He used to do surgery For girls in the eighties But gravity always wins It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out If I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted all the time