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[sapphirexpent]

1. Put your MP3 player thingy on shuffle.
2. Write down the first line of the first twenty songs.
3. Post the poem that results:

There's part of me you'll never know
Shame on you for thinking you're an exception
Oh, I am growing tired
She had something to confess to
Oh no, pop is dead, long live pop
She's like the wind through my tree
She had something

Comments

[trefenwyd]

LOL, that's awesome. xD