Sunday 1 June 2014

POEM

I’m waking up to TNT
I eat my chop and I craft my sword
I’m covered in these spider webs
They’re breaking in, surprise attack
so I jump on my horse’s back
this is it, the apocalypse
Whoa, I’m waking up
I made a dumb mistake
enough to make an earthquake
Welcome to the new day, to the new day
Welcome to the new day, and with an update
Whoa, whoa, it couldn’t get worse,
Imagine dragons, Enderdragons
whoa, whoa; it couldn’t get worse,
Imagine dragons, Enderdragons
I raise my sword
put on my armor
it’s an uprising,
I suppose

We’re painted grey
to fit right in

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