February 22, 2011
By Ogeechee GOLD, Bridgeton, New Jersey
Ogeechee GOLD, Bridgeton, New Jersey
16 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Irrelevant path
Let’s try using math
This is the wrath of the pinkskin
We’ll roll with a pun
The shot of a gun
Weighing a ton in a panzer tank

Well take it from me
We’ve got all we need
We won’t need a single one anymore
Slow friction
Silver piston
Mayday mayday...!

Ungraphable graphs
Unmappable maps
Get rid of the crap, we’re goin’ in
The relative slob
The shrub’s being robbed
Whatever the problem, we’ve got it down

Well take it from me
We’ll plant a new seed
You won’t even need a reserve
Red clay

Unloading the sky
The body counts high
The end is nigh, now we regret it
We’re feeding the mouth
In a struggling bout
A man shouts from the battleground

A sea of the dead
They’re swimming in red
Behold all the dread of the aftermath
Slow friction

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Ogeechee GOLD said...
on Mar. 20 2011 at 10:43 pm
Ogeechee GOLD, Bridgeton, New Jersey
16 articles 0 photos 2 comments
Wow, thank you, that really means a lot :]

on Mar. 17 2011 at 12:44 pm
ArinellWingheart GOLD, Boulder, Colorado
14 articles 5 photos 13 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I don't think I can change the world, but I'll give everything I have to make the world change itself."

Beautiful! I adore your writing sceme and the diction is perfect.


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