Space SnakeA Poem by MilesClimb the rafters Get to the top Who is he after? Looks like he'll never stop Forget your shoes Can't put up a fight So much to lose All ridin' on a bite We're dealin' with a space snake! Should I bring a gun or a cake? We're dealin' with a space snake! Don't know if this is real or fake Just run faster It's all on you He's not your master Believe it's true But then again It came from space You don't know when But now it's in your face We're dealin' with a space snake! I got a feelin' I can't shake We're dealin' with a space snake! I'm tryin' hard but I can't wake We're dealin' with a space snake! Looks like I made a big mistake We're dealin' with a space snake! No more excuses I can make
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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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