ode to lost by cgray1978

kinda lame but i am bored.

6 years later and mysteries cease
Whispers, a note, and the polar beasts
A doctor, a thief, a blonde Aussie hottie
A torturer, a constant and a lotto rich fatty
An arrow, an orchid, a pearl, and a flame
Some subs, a raft, a sailboat, and two planes
Adam and Eve and a backgammon board
Going to the jungle to kill wild boar
A strange French transmission playing on a loop
A frozen donkey wheel and the drive shaft rock group
Buried alive, shot in gut, strangled with a rope
A bunch of daddy issues, Jack and Locke still trying to cope
If we can’t live together we’re going to die alone
Just look at Horace he’s definitely smoking homegrown
I guess we’ll never know about Henry Gale
Or what happened to the eye of Mikhail
But I do know another show will never equate
To the giant crush that I have for Kate
So here’s a toast to one last long con
And in my heart i’ll always have the swan