MP3 meme
Snagged from gritsinmisery:
Put your MP3 player thingy on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results.
We are all prostitutes
We started living in an old house
Stop making the eyes at me
Raise your glass
Whatever happened to Leon Trotsky
If you see a faded sign at the side of the road
Baby let me take you home
I don't know why I got it so bad
Your back's against the wall
Fill me up
I don't know what's wrong with me
I want to make a deal with you, girl
Hey it happened, I'm feeling glad
Didn't know what time it was
Come on, come on, come on, come on
So if you're lonely
Well I live in a car
This is the room, the start of it all
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Bright light city's gonna set my soul
...apparently my MP3 is as crap at poetry as I am ;p
Put your MP3 player thingy on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results.
We are all prostitutes
We started living in an old house
Stop making the eyes at me
Raise your glass
Whatever happened to Leon Trotsky
If you see a faded sign at the side of the road
Baby let me take you home
I don't know why I got it so bad
Your back's against the wall
Fill me up
I don't know what's wrong with me
I want to make a deal with you, girl
Hey it happened, I'm feeling glad
Didn't know what time it was
Come on, come on, come on, come on
So if you're lonely
Well I live in a car
This is the room, the start of it all
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Bright light city's gonna set my soul
...apparently my MP3 is as crap at poetry as I am ;p