When This Becomes ThatA Poem by MilesChance! No longer looking upon Spouting or spitting Dashing or dancing Oh no! It's here and it's queer Pedal to the metal And it's ready to get it on Like Donkey Kong There's no boat to sail this moat This is your tainted sewage system called hysteria And the rats and cow bells ring-a-ling-ding in it We always told you It wouldn't be easy We tried to warn you This is where the real fun begins The end and the nightmare And the travesty And the apocalytic death adventure! I am your tour guide to the dooms and shrooms There is no time to waste Dare you, take my place And take these safes! Stick it ready, 'cause this will hurt Brace yourself for full dynamic overload This shall become that
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Added on August 23, 2011 Last Updated on August 23, 2011 AuthorMilesDarmsheim, Badem-Würtemberg, GermanyAboutI'm American, I was born in Japan, and have since traveled to many different states and countries. I'm an Athiest and an Existentialist and I prefer the Multiple Big Bang theory. I play guitar, and .. more..Writing
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