This looks fun

[mesangecoeur]

Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.

*Ahem*

There is a place I'd like to go somewhere out West.

Boy, you're going to carry that weight,
That's right, coming to you all day and all night,
Ticking away the moments that make up the dull day,
When I call you up your line's engaged,

Ready for action, nip it in the bud,
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling,
Lovely Rita, meter maid,
THE BEASTIE BOOOOOOOOOOYS,

Without going out of my door,
Love, love, is a verb,
Long as I remember, the rain's been coming down,
I wake up, my shoulder's cold,

You! I want to take you to a gay bar!
My sweet lord,
Hey ladies in the place, I'm calling out to ya,
Well I don't know why I came here tonight.

.....Deep, man. Really deep.

Jesus christ it's cold as balls in here.