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    dots Submission Name: Just Bend to the Trend dots

    Author: DaleP
    ASL Info:    57/M/TX
    Elite Ratio:    6.21 - 629/553/330
    Words: 145
    Class/Type: Poetry/
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    dotsJust Bend to the Trend dots

    The moon was feeling mean.
    The big bad wolf
    had a bad dream.
    The sky could not take the glare.
    There was thunder in the air.
    The land was full of rocks
    that rumbled as they rolled.
    In the distance an angry lion roared.
    God looked down
    and saw the need.
    Therefore in his wisdom he decreed,
    Henceforth there shall be
    electric guitars!
    and all night voodoo bars,
    cyanide and the whipping post,
    formaldehyde and the whispering ghost.
    Vampires will make the hit parade
    and zombies will be all the rave.
    Supernatural aint unnatural
    it's preternatural
    let us put it on
    Now as twilight descends upon us all
    and the walking dead stumble up to call.
    Let's pave the world, put up a shopping mall,
    ACDC and throw the biggest ball.
    of them all.

    Submitted on 2011-01-05 03:43:27     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Torrid treacherous and lean , I touch the virgin witch's sheen
    Eagles soaring at the cliffs , she listens to my guitar riffs
    The mountain's talus weather clues , are slowly turning into glue
    Throwing Irish horseshoes and spouting mule kit blues ,
    perhaps we'll buy the lonely Jew , a brand new temple shoe
    Into the tunnel roars the train , filled with main inane grain bane
    Cryptic cynical and blind , it quickly leaves us all behind
    Passions flower comes to roost , a place where there is no retuse
    The revelers filled with revile , are rolling stones on Satan's isle
    The parties just begun
    | Posted on 2011-01-05 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]

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