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12-12-2006, 02:08 PM | #1 | |||
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Grand Magnate
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just venting threw my cold... thought here better then anywhere
OUCH ON THE COUCH Tina-'06 Why do you always grow so big and mean? When the weather changes to a winter scene And when the rain comes dripping down You multiply and without a sound. The breezes and wind must feed you well In them your dancing wildly feels like hell. So now you got me in your grip With electrical claws you tear and rip And fill my face with fire waves. How do you decide who becomes your slaves? My jaw it dances pogo to painful beat And my normal-ness sits back seat. And all the while no one can see The T.N. monster torturing me. You’ve taken half my smile away A half a smile is how ill stay Part of my face is a droopy sag My head should be cover with a bag. Funny all this and you still Have not over taken my will One time soon you shall see Ill force you to leave me be. Then ill pass the answers along Ways to keep you where you belong. Last edited by Burntmarshmallow; 12-12-2006 at 02:14 PM. Reason: to use the new smile icons |
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