Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Lyric of Preposterity

This song is called “How Hot Megan* Is.”

She's so hot I can smell her blood
A taste like iron on my tongue
within her body, fires rage
lava surges through her veins
The sun itself admits defeat
Even Arcturus feels her heat
If the all world could see her shine
Never more could there be night
With pure energy and power
Ever burning, ready to devour

*name changed in case someone actually reads this. Nah, Just kidding, but who cares?

When it starts getting late, I start thinking strange things and strange ways to describe my thoughts. Sorry this blog sucked so much... grlaelegblfgbalge-fhqwhgads

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