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Totally mammoth within the mudYou spread rabid dogs within the bullpooWhoa! The heat is no moreVery odorous behind the rainWe smear sexy children in the slimeTighten up your wig! The inspiration gets weirdSinful and humming over the rainI feel red spirits beyond the graveAhhh! The end is bornopen-eyed intangible over the horizon so many roads to choose from In how many places a stranger seek shelter when the world was new
I just now figured out that the third line always has a random word with an exclamation mark at the end of it....eh
Open pizza`s Open pizza
"I run my pizzas and all the pizza runs pizza; I run my pizzas and all is run again. (I run I run you up inside my pizza.)
The pizzas go running out in Open and Open, And Open pizza runs in: I run my pizza and all the pizza runs pizza.
I runed that you runed me into pizza And run me Open, runed me quite Open. (I run I run you up inside my pizza.)
pizza runs from the pizza, pizza`s pizzas run: run pizza and pizza`s pizza: I run my pizza and all the pizza runs pizza.
I runed you`d run the way you run, But I run Open and I run your pizza. (I run I run you up inside my pizza.)
I should have runed a pizza instead; At least when pizza runs they run back again. I run my pizza and all the pizza runs pizza.
(I run I run you up inside my pizza.)
Evil and arid under the mist
Sinful and heavy under the virginI poke big gems beneath the vaporsYo! The stink was goodSo evil in the spiritsI squeeze scary fragments among the flockBe aware! The insanity is no moreEvil and arid under the mistYou destroy florescent brains beneath the godsDamn! The life will be bornflickering awake never meeting a trace of sadness Down what streets such a man make his way wondering why
Poems should be crimeI don`t like trying to rhymeIt`s a waste of time
Sinister and glittering about the fogYou stretch misty toads about the lightAwaken! The vision was goodDark and glowing below the slimeWe taste brilliant balls beneath the virginAtone! The Queen will be bornSo colorful over the bullpooWe seduce vaporous ghouls near the dreamAwaken! The fun is dyingshifting defiantturning awaynothing to loseOut of whose dreamthe heroask his waywondering why
Heres my totally original made up by me poem:
Weird and black above the water
We are luminous beneath the shadowsWe absorb desirous demons behind the skyAwake! The end is fleeingAll angry above the windWe draw blue keys about the vaporsBe wary! The inspiration will dieWeird and black above the waterWe shove murky hands in the lightDamn! The day is goingclouded defianta long way from homeany wind that blowsWhere in the endthe victimseek shelterwhere he knew no-one
This would be good for some school projects xD
Dark and happy beyond the shadowsI excrete dark elves in the groundWhoa! The birth must continueStrange and electric above the skyI expel lustful rabbits before the lightAwaken! The Knave is goneDark and tiny before the vaporsI prod lustful diamonds within the bullpooAlass, Alack! The Knave is vanishingflickering curious in the night an empty address book In how many places the foreigner wander aimlessly never knowing how